Eventually you will have to listen to what is true It is inevitable, be it now or in ya d**h You will have to submit You spend your every breath trying to deny it But to your soul it is irresistible for it was through submission your life began Foreign rules from exhibit memories disobedience advanced Part of it was silent enemies and a desire to live beyond a flawless extremity [?], thus cast into a [?] Yet within this state, fearless is the [?] which does not add up in view of j**els of shackles It is through submission that you find a meaning to tackle Enrichment in belief built in armor to dissolve solid shackles Just another institution some say "what then?" out of all that exists moves not within their plan except for man Proof is dispersed throughout the land, clinging hold to the blindfold leaves us all callous When then will you break hold you, eventually you'll have to submit to what is true Be it now better if before the breath of d**h I urge you, repent, repent, repent