In a world where life is uncertain
And death is guaranteed
I realize that this is my birthright
To the age of decay
As the blackness
Fills my broken soul
And man's spoiled imperfection
Burrows into my skin
It forces me to open my eyes
We drown in the blood of the innocent
Live in the graves of the dead
Endure the fucking agony
Of all this suffering
The weak choose suicide
The weak choose addiction
The weak choose belief
In a faith that sacrifice their own kind
I will not submit
I need no substance
I need no God
I need no crutch
To make it through this life
All those I rely on
No one
Those things I depend on
Nothing
My survival lies in my own strength
It's power through control
Control through strength
Strength through hate
Hate through fear
Fear through displays of power
I can't give up
Your words
They won't force me down
Your chains
They won't bind me down
This life
It won't break me down
I will not submit
I'll survive on my own
I need no substance
I need no God
I need no crutch
To make it through this life
All those I rely on
No one
Those things I depend on
Nothing
My survival lies in my own strength
I will not submit