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