The Mourning Aftermath

Waking in floods of sweat

Vision returning

My heart?s in overdrive

I sink so low that hell is heaven

The high is gone, I must escape this

Inner loathing, that is my captor

Without my piece

I have fallen to my knees

Inner loathing that is my captor

Without my piece

I have fallen to my knees

I sink so low that hell is heaven

The high is gone, I must escape this

Inner loathing, that is my captor

Without my piece

I have fallen to my knees

Temptation to seek you out

Fight, fight for what I am

No, nowhere to hide

I will not accept this downfall, I will cure myself

I'm reaching for the strength to break you

Reaching for the strength to beat you

Fall onto my sword

Run with the light of an angel's wing

I'll question unity, I'll suffer no more pain

Without you born to be a king

And with the strength of warriors of old

And I shall accept this war within

Arise against temptation, I will rise

As the morning aftermath attacks

I am no victim, arise

No life, no life should be controlled

I will not be the victim of another chemical war

I am the lord of my life

My fate is shaped by me

Your call is getting weaker

My will shall always grow

Erase the misery

Look to the future, feel no pain

Sculpt my effigy, control my destiny

Live my own life, free