Labors of commitment
  Blood of his arms
  A growing sense of duty
  But in his song he's screaming out
  Insuficient - he just falls further
  Behind Principles, purpose, tradition, time
  Weigh heavy on this guilty
  Mind Wits astray
  Blind in rage, awar he'll wage on grieving
  Another no one hanging from the ceiling
  Because only the extreme makes an impression
  When drowning in the mainstream
  One at the mercy of another's faith finally answers to no one in his fall from grace
  They say they love him but how could they ever
  Miles above him they ask for repent
  It doesn't matter what you want from me
  Don't think there's worth in my apology
  Because people never really change
  You and I will always be the same and it's a problem that we can't mend
  Because it happened once it will happen again
  Because they plant their seeds of condition
  Until we have no choice, we lose conviction wits astray
  Blind in rage a war he'll wage on grieving
  Another no one blows his head off
  Because only the extreme makes an impression
  When drowning in the mainstream no one