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Your Guilt (Part 2)
You took my choice away, You took my life out of my hands and handed me my insanity
I don’t feel a thing anymore, How could you do this to an innocent heart, Feeling no remorse
You took away every hope I ever dreamed of consuming, I had dreams of changing the world
Now as I rise from my knees for the first time, With hatred in my veins and power in my lungs
You will know how I am
You will learn of your guilt
You will know who I am
You will learn of your sentence
Hell could never contain you, Death could never contain me, I am the devil inside your eyes
Heaven could never take you, Life could never comfort me, I am the angel dying inside
No one cares to hear you speak, No one cares to see your filthy presence anymore
They know your transgressions, They will join me, And we will throw you to the fucking wolves
Fear is nothing to me anymore, My nerve is as steady as your hand as you struck me down
I was once crippled by anxiety, Now I am the terror that cripples an entire nation
Love is nothing to me anymore, My heart is as empty as your eyes as you walked the fuck away
I was once taken by these images, Now I am the painter, the sculptor, the architect of your downfall
I don’t feel a thing anymore, How could you do this to an innocent heart, Feeling no remorse
You took away every hope I ever dreamed of consuming, I had dreams of changing the world
Now as I rise from my knees for the first time, With hatred in my veins and power in my lungs
You will know how I am
You will learn of your guilt
You will know who I am
You will learn of your sentence
Hell could never contain you, Death could never contain me, I am the devil inside your eyes
Heaven could never take you, Life could never comfort me, I am the angel dying inside
No one cares to hear you speak, No one cares to see your filthy presence anymore
They know your transgressions, They will join me, And we will throw you to the fucking wolves
Fear is nothing to me anymore, My nerve is as steady as your hand as you struck me down
I was once crippled by anxiety, Now I am the terror that cripples an entire nation
Love is nothing to me anymore, My heart is as empty as your eyes as you walked the fuck away
I was once taken by these images, Now I am the painter, the sculptor, the architect of your downfall
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