I'll find my way, I won't give in. Your words head 
straight for the coffin, it's not too late to see. We're 
taught to think free. You're just a puppet, believing 
everything you can only see, when reason fails to explain 
the unseen, foolishness is captivating.
Take your speech, you won't fool me. The wise fail to see 
their wisdom is empty. Where is the wise? If the dead 
rise you would still hide in your futile mind, there's 
more that meets the eye.
Do you see what they're feeding? Another number with no 
meaning, you're a puppet in their eyes to take their 
venom to everyone. They don't care who you are, 
meaningless with no purpose. Is this what you want to be? 
Following the mold of uncertainty? Not this time.
Reject their claims, you are worth everything. Blood is 
what was paid to ensure your existence and make you 
clean. Explain a soul set free, reality; they're the 
puppets, not me.
I want to be something, I want to be loved, I have a 
purpose, I will break the mold. I will never believe I 
evolved with no meaning. Strings severed for the last 
time, your ignorance will find you out. You're not 
pulling me into your void theories cause in the end I 
guarantee, this isn't the end for you and me.