The cries of all the things
that ought to die
resonate inside my heart
Stabbing me in a blind fury
like a child
desperate and lost
The air I take in
with each breath is alien
It burns me from within
reminding me that I cannot
renounce the vow
The time is now
Of what are you innocent?
You carried contraband
into my mind as if
you couldn't k** me dead enough
Your waste is in my blood
It's never going to stop
I played along but now
I do no longer know just how
Of what are you innocent?
You carried contraband
into my mind as if
you couldn't k** me dead enough
Your waste is in my blood
It's never, never going to stop
I kept silent all my life
prepared to make some sacrifice
The cries of all the things
that ought to die
interfuse
It's time for you to choose
I am no longer angry
I'm in good faith
We can finish this
with dignity and grace