Born to Conquer

Conceal or reveal, curiosity kills again

Conversation stained and twisted

I'm left suspended

Held so high, hands bound so tight

Impale me and bleed me bare

(Throw my image in

I'm the suspect and the target

So let this duel begin)

Crucifixion, annihilation

Motives of idle hands

To cut me down to size

I stand defined, arisen and reborn

Shallowless in every form

I stand accused and victimized

But mark my words

Vengeance will be mine

A martyr dethroned, left to suffer

In a hell I can call my own

Wide eyed assumption

Makes prediction an everlasting scar

Feel the fear I feel

You scarred me for life

Crucifixion annihilation

And those idle hands

I cut down to size

Bitter sweet revenge