Oh, what have I become?
Something I despise, after all I've done
Would you be surprised to find I'm not the man that I was?
Would I forgive myself if I were anyone else?
Well, what do we have here?
A man of rage and fear who's deceived himself
With blood stained on my hands
My strength is all
It is all I have
What brute and brawn I've held
And strapped to my belt
What have I to show?
Blessed is the man who stands
For the will to last when nothing else can
Stand up (stand up)
It's all in place
And now (and now)
It's only just begun
Sever the head of the soldier
Stand up (stand up)
Soon it will be all over
Stand up
We all believed in the breeze that led us all to hell
Fire burns, now it's my turn to burn you to the ground