This is the noise of the system Taking back what's grown so distant now Slice my eyes and cut my fingers this is me ecaping from myself
You shoulda? You woulda? Done! Choose your path now!
You chant the voice of silence Now weild an empty tomb I beckon the prayers for me Betray your wound
Bestowed through power that all men shall fear Waging this war has become part of me Bestowed through power that all men shall fear Waging this war has become all I see
Withered into soul dissection Tearing at my heart's reflection Cast your fears unto the winter For this I would gladly give my life
You shoulda? You woulda? Done! Choose your path now!
You point your fingers in hate Your stillborn dreams are a lie This life is a breath on a mirror So you can choke on your pride
Choose your path now! Waging this war has become part of me! Waging this war has become part of me!