Personality metamorphosizes like a shift in the wind, twisting and groaning it erupts from within
Accommodation, anticipation, interlocking residuals crystallize into something more concrete Transformation finalized I find myself as I fall at your feet
Suffocation, manipulation, forces me into a vortex of hate
Being the shell of what once hatred and anger burst from within
I've bore these scars for far too long my god what have I become
I see the error of my ways
And all the monuments built in your name never shown the grip you've had around my throat
I would've moved mountains, but you've used them to entrap me in this personal hell
I'm on my knees, I've lost it all, you stood tall and I played the fool
At the mercy of a being who has none
And all the monuments built in your name never shown the grip you've had around my throat
I would've moved mountains, but you've used them to entrap me in this personal hell