Disgraced
Expendable, we are not really real
A mirage of solitude is what they try to heal
And I'll not be made to feel we are sealed in a fake charadeSpewing vile atrocities
Bringing existence to its knees
I will manifest my sins
And I will kill mercy within
Immersed in this hypnotic spell
Influenced by the hate that swells
I'm not terrified anymore
There's nothing left but open soresDisengaged
Relinquish the reality I've known
I'm feeling like I'm alienated from my own
And I will not be made to feel we are sealed in a fake charadeSpewing vile atrocities
Bringing existence to its knees
I will manifest my sins
And I will kill mercy within
Immersed in this hypnotic spell
Influenced by the hate that swells
I'm not terrified anymore
There's nothing left but open soresSpewing vile atrocities
Bringing existence to its knees
I will manifest my sins
And I will kill mercy within
Immersed in this hypnotic spell
Influenced by the hate that swells
I'm not terrified anymore
There's nothing left but open soresNothing left but open sores