Ceremonial blade, led to the stomach
Betraying friends and comrades
Makes you become nothing but a waste
Sense of justice, free willingly accept self-punishment!
Act of cleansing, feel the guilt running out of your veins
You're the reaper and you'll reap what you sow
Those I gave my heart, did nothing but to tear it apart,
Those I shared my mind with
Stabbed it over thousand times,
Those I reached my hand rejected it and now I shall withstand
The charming call of lethargy
I've learned to be helpless and made my inner contract
See that I don't mind to follow a loyalties contract
What do you mean would help you living in such way
Than gaining any higher prestige?
Quit your self-pity!
Admit you've let your brethren die in battle!
They held you high, you've kicked their faces,
Always taken but never sacrificed one tear
Chances missed and now it appears
You are more worthless than dirt
And this is the proof, corrupted by expectant attitude
My bruised mind has to choose
Between being refused or a way where there's no chance...
To lose...
My guilty plea is crimson red
Guts witness my inner wrath
The final step, rid of self-directed abhorrence
My fall to dishonor cannot be undone