Descend with grace as you defend yourself, both charitable and chaste
Praise me for my valor, lay me on a crimson tower
Justify my endless terror as my "finest hour"
Treat me as a token to deceive the child, whom we fatten for this scapegoat slaughter.
I learned to fight, I learned to kill, I learned to steal, I learned that none of this is real..

none of this is real..

none of this is real...

...but there's a war inside my head.



J'avais r\xeav\xe9 d'une autre vie, mais la vie a tu\xe9 mes r\xeaves.