Someone is killed by words and another day goes by
It's a weapon given to everyone
Fiction can distort the truth
Growing anger and hatred run through my veins
The only thing I can trust is the voice echoing inside me
I feel suffocated and complicated
Complicated
Don't you ever impose your values on me
I'm sick and tired of it
Sick of seeing the light go out
Your lack of sympathy is beyond my imagination
You may be free
But you owe it to somebody else
Try to use that smooth brain of yours
Someone is killed by words and another day goes by
It's a weapon given to everyone
Fiction can distort the truth
Growing anger and hatred run through my veins
The only thing I can trust is the voice echoing inside me
The voice echoing inside me
Know you place
You will not receive grace
Accept you are not a king on the throne
Your place is gone
Your place is gone
If you want to fall deep into the shadows
I will be the sun that burns everything down
