Looking back at the days that past, as hindsight's perspectives settle in And unwinds the time... It dawns on me, that for which my life is sold It dawns on me that only one could have done that For which my life was stolen from within my reach You took away my life and, Like shattered glass cuts through the skin, I began to feel your vengeance And your treachery The blood is real... Yet silent i remained Indicted by the conspiracy Of fate... Entombed within The walls of the condemned Conspiracy of fate Fate will may you pay! Why should I Pay the price for your mistakes? For trangressions Not remotely mine Loyalty of blood Condemns me with your sins Paying with my life Silent I remain Empty walls cry out my name Burn, ignited by my will Slowly consumed from within Amongst the damned You will descend You should be the one paying the price Burn, ignited by my will Slowly consumed from within Amongst the damned You will descend You should be the one paying the price Entrapped by my own ethics My own rules impose this torture Shall I speak and save myself? The traitors do not deserve respect! Why should I pay the price for your mistakes? Blood ties and loyalty should work both ways Shall I speak out? Let the truth be known? Why do I condemn myself to this prision Without walls? Why? I should make you pay! I shall betray! Burn, ignited by my will Slowly consumed from within Amongst the damned You will descend You should be the one paying the price