When all you've worked for is taken away
Do what you can with all that remains
I saw
Saw everything
Suffocated under endless red tape
Ambitions curtailed
My dedication
All I've worked for taken away
Fight against it
Move against the grain
A throne of glass I built for myself
Pyrrhic victories
Shallow memories
This crown of thorns upon my head
Become the victor
Defend your life's work
I am the victor
But at what cost?
When the clock stops
When the needle breaks
I will be the one standing over everything
When the pages burn
And take your breath away
I'll be content in my own misery
These insufferable years
Not forgetting the blood and tears
Boundless anxieties
Steep price to pay for my loyalty
Become the victor
Defend your life's work
I am the victor
But at what cost?
When the clock stops
When the needle breaks
I will be the one standing over everything
When the pages burn
And take your breath away
I'll be content in my own misery
My own misery
This suffering is music to my ears
Isolation is no longer my greatest fear
Overflowing emotions reach a fever pitch
I am content in misery
I feel numb
I am the victor
Content in misery
I am the victor
But at what cost?