Something I'M Not
I must wake up and stop the lie
Play my role in helping people die
It's immoral to be so consumed and selfish
To stop the internal fight is my sacred wish
That's all that's righteous in the dark secret
But I fall inside all to frequent
People die, justified to myself by my bloody hand
To complete truth I'll fire the shot
I'll die inside to complete my own demand
It's not worth living for something I'm not
My death ressurects a better being
Opens new eyes, allows transparent seeing
My attempts as the silent warrior, vain
Finally the bullets will spray like rain
My once pathetic life shadowed forever
Now the faithful will perish never
A vacant thought in my mind becomes reality
My wholesome task only obtained with brutality
Death will come in glory for a life of consumption
Through killing and dying I'll achieve redemption
and I'll no longer be the unforgiven
when I die on the lie once driven
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