Someone is killed by words and another day goes by It's a weapon given to everyone Fiction can distort the truth Growing anger and hatred run through my veins The only thing I can trust is the voice echoing inside me I feel suffocated and complicated Complicated Don't you ever impose your values on me I'm sick and tired of it Sick of seeing the light go out Your lack of sympathy is beyond my imagination You may be free But you owe it to somebody else Try to use that smooth brain of yours Someone is killed by words and another day goes by It's a weapon given to everyone Fiction can distort the truth Growing anger and hatred run through my veins The only thing I can trust is the voice echoing inside me The voice echoing inside me Know you place You will not receive grace Accept you are not a king on the throne Your place is gone Your place is gone If you want to fall deep into the shadows I will be the sun that burns everything down