Labors of commitment

Blood of his arms

A growing sense of duty

But in his song he's screaming out

Insuficient - he just falls further

Behind Principles, purpose, tradition, time

Weigh heavy on this guilty

Mind Wits astray

Blind in rage, awar he'll wage on grieving

Another no one hanging from the ceiling

Because only the extreme makes an impression

When drowning in the mainstream

One at the mercy of another's faith finally answers to no one in his fall from grace

They say they love him but how could they ever

Miles above him they ask for repent

It doesn't matter what you want from me

Don't think there's worth in my apology

Because people never really change

You and I will always be the same and it's a problem that we can't mend

Because it happened once it will happen again

Because they plant their seeds of condition

Until we have no choice, we lose conviction wits astray

Blind in rage a war he'll wage on grieving

Another no one blows his head off

Because only the extreme makes an impression

When drowning in the mainstream no one