The flame is the cleanser   removing any doubts   I give myself unto you   restoring balance   but not as they foresaw      All that was dear to me    lost at my own hand   I create the architect   of my own demise   I have new master now      I choose to believe   I choose to believe   I choose to believe your lies      I don't ask for pity   encased in machinery   oblivious to your scorn   Up from the flames that took me   exoskeleton shelters me   I am reborn      I choose to believe   I choose to believe   I choose to believe your lies   I choose what I see   I choose what I see   With my electronic eyes