| I don't need your scornful reply, I'm sick of your constant denial | |
| Don't want to face your immorality | |
| Irritated by your selfish smile, I cannot stand your bitter hate | |
| Your presence is a pain | |
| Hurt | |
| My soul with all your fucking lies | |
| I'm searching for redemption | |
| I wish I could find an answer | |
| Words are perfect deceivers | |
| They revive my wounds forever | |
| A black star moving around a pole of raw negativity | |
| Like void never fulfilled | |
| The wage of sins is to fall | |
| In self-destructive schemes | |
| I feel so numb, I feel so cold, your vain, delusive heresy | |
| Makes me nonexistent and dead inside | |
| I would rather disappear, or shed my blood onto the ground | |
| Than having to face your sheer vanity | |
| Hurt | |
| My soul with all your fucking lies | |
| I'm searching for redemption | |
| I wish I could find an answer | |
| Words are perfect deceivers | |
| They revive my wounds forever | |
| I taste my anger, reacting to preserve my mind | |
| I left your twisted, pervert world behind | |
| Control is over, no more tainted promises | |
| My eyes are open wide | |
| I'm searching for redemption | |
| I wish I could find an answer | |
| Words are perfect deceivers | |
| They revive my wounds forever |