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   Senceless 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