Messenger, when have you seen my face? I will become – become like the wind A tyrant in disguise A muse upon our eyes A rare extermination, no stop to extinction When have you seen my face? I will reform – reform like the storm No stop to my spreading Unarmed die around me Enter vicious circles Feel it close upon you You feel it consume us all Our honor is out the window for tonight Choke on leverage When have you seen my face? I will become, become like the stone So strong to my standings My skin cold and lonely Feelings will mean nothing I laugh at their coming I'd taunt what they'd die for When you find yourself in that room not alone, you are surrounded You will collide with your thoughts Brand yourself a natural inside you know it No one will save you today This is a fight for your pride