Instrumental.

I hear the voice... of an old friend, he calls to me
When I am subdued
Loud as day, I here this voice call to me in distress
What to do, I feel the presence of another

As I walk through the house where he once lived
He means no hard, come to me when confused
Helps to relieve doubt, led me through ups and downs,
I call him a friend

My one true friend, always there to help
Me through my darkness
What to do, I feel the presence
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing...

Arcane events bring new vision
The claws you wield are visible
Echoes of souls you have taken
Cry out; cry out in anguish

I uncloak anger... my anger I have for you
Broken promises, turned your back on me
Surrendered my own judgment for you
Fell Victim to your charm surrendered

Found in you no wrong
Would have trade life for you

Souls cry out in anguish
My skin now hardened by mistrust
Reality awaken by your; hollow touch
Permanent scar now remains.

In time all things become clear
This line as I proceed to follow
I see what is preferred
Divide my destiny, the only thing that matters
Are the ones I left behind?
Their words ring out with truth

Comfort your cries no longer
We are through, no one to pick you up
When you fall down
We who watch and feel your pain

Nor will I allow those around me to poison my judgment I know,
What is best
For me, I am able to decide what is destiny

Searching for someone; some to be there...
My destiny
Their words hold truth.

Prey to your god,
So sinister, yet so commonplace... Subconscious network

The Erie light you worship so readily
Peer in your eyes, in your mind.

Used you as your own enemy...
Fixate on its gloried role.

Profiled and led away, from the truth, like many fools
Some hope of a way to brake its glare

Masses steered by fabricated thoughts,
Societies wet dream and its goals,
Societies wet dream,

A long forgotten past,
Replaced by what is "now",
Reeling out of control, growing,
Finite possibilities lay in wait.

Shadows return showing images of bitter memories
As clear as a sheet of glass
Games have died false beauty won't last
Greed and hatred, some will live
Left to wonder why
Confused, lost, alone pressure now unleashed
See from my point of view
Vengeance for what you do
Issues have been long forgotten
Lost, abandoned, Suffer as I do

Torment and mention, ungodly choices
Act of violence, Pain in now real

Why decide right or wrong
There is another way
You must decide for your own self
The path in which to go

Greed and hatred some will live; Left to wonder why
You will forever
Suffer aching pain pressure now unleashed.

Where do we come from, where do we go from here [4x]
Where are we now; we are right here

With every bit of my strength left, I will fight for what's mine is mine
Clever of you to avoid the truth, and hide your evil ways
No sympathy is what I yield, my anger knows no bounds
With every bit of my strength left, I will fight for what's mind is mine
No sympathy is what I yield, my anger knows no bounds

No can hold me, no can know my pain
If I am breathing, my lie is still the same
I see what you hide, gaze into beyond and realize

May your deeds crumble beneath your feet?
Leaving you... Helpless and Alone.

We will take what is our, payback the never-ending game
From which you have begum, No justice no peace
As you fall down, blank expression; no words events set into motion
Bleed, Bleed; bleed from the wound
Death for which we have inflicted, your chosen time is near.

Forget you all and your rules
They are pointless; I go my own way
Will take what I need, what I want
They tried to sway me: my thought and actions
I'm not trying to hear it (I can't hear you) I do what I want

My path chosen is narrow; it leads me there [2x]
It has been written; if I fall let, me be

It works for me
I go my own way; to err is human [2x]
Scream as I inflict vengeance
Love and hatred go hand and hand
Emerging Love and hatred.

Instrumental.

Instrumental.

Figures that lie; concealed; wait unannounced
Lie stricken with fear paralyzed, to cold around you
Silence, the answer given
Flustered, when questions arise

Do not look towards me for you inclusion
You are alone, Fate a clever disregard for life

But the return of doubt, awaits,
Mirroring changes keep the process alive,
As life gives way Mirroring changes
Devastation the answer, how it has come to be,
Deliverance from harm is your hope of attrition
For what, was said the frivolous response which is now clear
Dead words on deaf ears.