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 Wits 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
Don`t think there`s 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 wits 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