Forgive me my soul for what I am Deceiver, disgrace, do as I please Yes it's me And it's true Treated like an enemy, it's lunacy Tortured, suffered, torment in the field Yes it's me And it's true Wasted time for yesterday, our mind is not at ease Existence is a prophecy, I'm roaming free Believe me And it's true Revenge is a sweet memory, undying destiny Counting the passing days, I hope you will And you do And it's true Blind society Dream is a reality No more honesty No more sympathy Forgive me my soul for what I am Deceiver, disgrace, do as I please Yes it's me And it's true Forget me my soul, I'll be leaving Disperse, vanished, decayed of the deceased I'll survive On my own