Intractable (Words That Go Unspoken, Pt. 2)

If I could catch a glimpse Of your grand design I'd see the truth and be repelled Through your facade I see your putrid lies But grace you not with my disdain Arrogance betrays you Your weakness on your sleeve I force myself up through the mire To you my loves This is intractable I'll play my hand and always win Always... As the morning star Who fell into the dance I know my anger shall prevail I always win! Win! Your cards on the table No chance! I always win My anger will always prevail I always win And I always will