I fell down
On a sharpened spear
Of my own creation
Of my own creation
Tell my peers
This eulogy
Was my own decision
Was my own decision
Yeah I found out
That simple truths
Don't need a mountain
To be forgotten
Run
From the fate I choose
Something to misuse
Temperance is never ending
The futures an empty stage
Turning page by page
Turning page by page
Run
From the fate I choose
Something to misuse
Temperance is never ending
Run
From the fate I choose
Something to misuse
Temperance is never ending
Run
From the fate I choose
Something to misuse
Temperance is never ending
What if I said that I believed in you
What if you said that you believed it too
Turn back the pages and start again
You're an architect
An architect of lies
An architect of lies
An architect of lies
An architect of lies
An architect of lies