Born in a world as a servant to them,
A slave to the rules that others dictate.
Living a life in a world of lies,
That which you knew you believed was real.
Obeying their laws, you do as they say,
Never stopping to wonder if this is the way.
Something aint right, why should they choose,
My life is my own; i do what i please.
They call the shots, should i obey?
What reason to harm? what could they gain?
They wouldn't lie; they work for our good,
Yet all around me my friends pay in blood.
Created by them this new patron of fury,
Blackness surrounds me; my life is a lie,
All that i knew; no justice at all,
For enslaving my life i‟ll master them all,
Vengeance riding on a lightning storm,
Destroy the bastards; i‟ll kill „em all.
Lies. fed to me. shadows hold death in their darkness.
Where is the one who bars us from the truth.