Targeted once again Over years of deterioration All faith dropped like a stone Falling out of consciousness Pushed too far Fits of rage Closing in I want to murder My past and feel the guilt no more Succumb to fear A life of Paranoia Victimized feelings of hopelessness Spilling my guts in revelation Crisis - Built on Adrenaline Fall to the Throes of your intentions There is no entity No blame to place on anyone The cost of your reality Leaves no excuse for your demise Identity Wrapped in the arms of apprehension Theft What once was yours belongs to them now Murder The consequence of your acquittals Plot The final act unveiled to you Pushed too far Fits of rage Closing in I want to murder My past and feel the guilt no more