Labors of commitment
Blood of his arms
A growing sense of duty
But in his song he's
screaming out Insuficient
he just falls further
behind Principles
purpose tradition
time Weigh heavy on
this guilty mind
With astray
Blind in rage
awar he'll
wage on grieving
Another no one hanging
from the ceiling
Because only the
extreme makes an
impression When
drowning in
the mainstream
One at the mercy of
another's faith finally
answers to no one in
his fall from grace
They say they love him
but how could they
ever Miles above him
they ask for repent
It doesn't matter
what you want from me
I Don't think there is
worth in my apology
Because people never
really change You
and I will always
be the same
and it's a problem
that we can't mend
because it happened
once it will happen
again Because they plant
their seeds of condition
until we have no choice
we lose conviction
with astray Blind in rage
a war he'll wage on grieving
Another no one blows his
head off Because only
the extreme makes an
impression when drowning
in the mainstream no one