I'm alive and I remember - my memory is correct There's a state of war The fight against my own creation has just begun The oppression... it must end! My people... you the strength in my arms and the holders of my dreams You, the strength in my arms and the holders of my dreams... You are my people, human beings and not my toys Genocide! The years of war obscured his mind Slaying his kind! Supreme, untouchable! His human mind could not withstand the pure hatred breaking out from his brain And that is what betrays him... And he feels... The oppression must end! Only motion that he can feel The beating of his heart Sending a message he's still alive This man begins to realize... His sense of worthlessness No he knows that he is just a simple man Driven by ambitions Betrayed by his mind Insane! A man of no control Fighting himself by himself Weakening on his own Conscience Won't let him go for what he's done He's the one Drowning in memories Captured by the fragments of truth Struggling all over the land in his head Imaginary wars can be found inside Enduring every day in that bed Regretting the years he has spent in this ride! C'mon! He has no ways to justify his deeds, this locked-up dictator Not even knowing where reality and illusion meet! Decomposing, rotting away! Away...