me to ransom with my own beliefs Blackmailer The architect of my own living death Overseer of a slow and a bitter decay Rotten inside but I just did not
bite For all that we hold dear For your families and our life Like each breath is our last As we fight not to die In this arena I who will not die won
We don't belong we have no home and see no boundaries in this delighted world When we have no certainty they question our existence Our right to live
your light is real darkness my darkness is real light guiding the path of this serpent hearted man Reborn trough the power of every new day not overwhelmed
I made a rod it was for my own back at the time I could not see it but now it is clear I rattle my brain for words that I thought I knew as certainly
I wake up to a grinding day In a grinding week In a grinding month In a grinding year Grinding away The daily grind is grinding me I just go to work
Robot slave with silent rage growing inside of me My first word is no answer my birth now they will see I am... I hear I see I feel I think therefore
I did not see I did not hear I did not feel while you were gone My blood was cold, I was a stone You were my own, while you were gone Because you are
break then I have done what must be done I am the man... Who would not die [Solo] On and on, I'm cursed to live... I am the man who would not die
Never start a fight you cannot win you'll be in a war that never ends making promises you cannot keep Living with regrets that make you weep Weeping
willing to die Samurai Die, willing to die, like a Samurai Deep within my self is a decision that I made to win it all, overwhelm those who would want
up to everyday's contradictions to find the inner quietsource of your bliss all you need to know is there Assume the legacy of the few who dared and
