This is the noise of the system
 Taking back what's grown so distant now
 Slice my eyes and cut my fingers
 this is me ecaping from myself

 You shoulda? You woulda? Done!
 Choose your path now!

 You chant the voice of silence
 Now weild an empty tomb
 I beckon the prayers for me
 Betray your wound

 Bestowed through power that all men shall fear
 Waging this war has become part of me
 Bestowed through power that all men shall fear

 Withered into soul dissection
 Tearing at my heart's reflection
 Cast your fears unto the winter
 For this I would gladly give my life

 You shoulda? You woulda? Done!
 Choose your path now!

 You point your fingers in hate
 Your stillborn dreams are a lie
 This life is a breath on a mirror
 So you can choke on your pride

 Choose your path now!
 Waging this war has become part of me!
 Waging this war has become part of me!