You think you know when my time is right Standing there with your shining might No more than a frail lie Now it's gone, give me a fight Time and time again Your pain leads the way Nails pierce through my neck Were a d**h serum, now it's wrecked Halt your ever strong reign Don't set shadow on the pain You're no more than a frail lie Now it's gone, give me a fight Look at what you have become Oh sweet saint, your role here's done Corrosive lies, whispered bane Now here's what you are, unanswered crave For he whom has been raised to hate Through hate he sees and to hate awakes For he whom has been raised to hate Through hate he sees and hate creates Carrier of this burden Burden of disguise Corroded by nothing Weaving your malice through time When blades turn to rust And pain turns to dust Omens tell of light But you're forever corrupt After many lost endeavors The gales are soon to rise Aeons of lost times slip away