[music: Goth, lyrics: Goth]



Since my first glimpse of the sun my hands have been stained in blood

The foulest deeds I have done, rejoiced in torture and mayhem 



But since my first glimpse of the sun I've been broken torn and done

Trauma upon trauma, no mercy given no mercy shown 



I have done terrible things, but also great ones

I have been the tool of evil yet goodness I have always known

Often have I believed that goodness is what I've served

The end justifies the means as hearts turn to stone 



Now I'm lying here like a shivering snake, all my body and mind is torn

By experiences and deeds, unable to think cleary... 



Now, do you know my name?

Do you know what's your roll in the play?

What can you know, where can you run, my name is 

Mankind!