To prove my own existence Not just breathing but alive Repentance taking place inside my head Price of my remission Shed blood and retaliate Repression of my rage I have denied Devoid of emotions Senseless and dead inside Final retribution on it ́way No hope of revival Salvation of a kind No irresolution It ́s my will, it ́s my way Mark my words Every accepted failure and fault Will turn you weak and hollow