I, would like a word with you Kind and justified I, haven't seen the life in you Forgive me while I try Time, hasn't done the best for you Open wide are my Eyes, deprived of finding you But I'm justified
I am a warrior Not a victim of your pain I speak for the curious Infected by your ways And we stand I'll stand before you at The foot of my own grave and speak truth I'm not the warrior for you
I try, to believe in blind but true Paralyzing my Mind, and consequently you Suffocated by Lies, and acts of pain to prove That I'm justified By, what I expect from you While I'm still alive
I am a warrior Not a victim of your pain I speak for the curious Infected by your ways And we stand I'll stand before you at The foot of my own grave and speak truth I'm not the warrior for you
Am I supposed to change? Am I the only one who feels this way? Will I find peace again Or face the end in love with emptiness
I am a warrior Not a victim of your pain I speak for the curious Infected by your ways And we stand I'll stand before you at The foot of my own grave and speak truth I'm not the warrior for you