How does it feel to find yourself playing for the wrong team with the stakes so high?

How does it feel to find yourself so blind to the sin your hiding deep inside? 

Turn your back on the obvious facts and watch the city gnash and burn on you 

Oblivious to your only way out and now the lifestyle's evidence too 

Independence runs rampant while fire awaits for burning flesh overflowing like sets

Blind as the bats in the dark mind sets without hope of ever seeping through cracks

Like a fool 

You're so proud of your arrogant mind set of lusts unspeakable, continue to drool 

And now so content.... 

Implement the tool 

Your rainbow's a symbol 

Of a smile on your face unforgettable 

You look to the skies and smirk while your choice proves completely regrettable 

Lust fills the sleepless nights 

Thirty five and under the plight to sow invites 

You'd better get to bead early... 

Because the dawn's bringing light to melt the living penalty 

And now you want to try to separate independence from your bonded state? 

Worship your created self with unnatural debased states of mind for fates erased 

With no excuse for ignorance 'cause His nature only proves His existence 

Uncleanness assumes an image that's reflecting the faraway cry from creation 

The signs of the times sign a contract (with fine print)

providing your soul with destruction 

And now you want to try to separate independence from your bonded state?