The most difficult decisions, they tell me
Are those found in battle between one’s heart and one’s mind and as if the choice was in Harmony with both it must be made and become one’s truth the reasons for leaving
In the past have never been clearer
I ask the Gods, Who’s mortal hand should feed all by right and not rely on any other
I ask the Gods, Who’s mortal soul can forgive or choose to take any life
As I witness a single man’s power grow Infinitely stronger and as I follow this new found brotherhood
Deeper and deeper the Injustice fuels my vengeful desire
Injustice fuels my vengeful desire
It has been said that one should not bite the hand that feeds
And fed and forgiven he has but I asked the gods
What Mortal ought have this right?
We’ll find a way [we’ll find a way] to end this reign
We’ll find a way [we’ll find a way] to end this reign
We’ll find a way [we’ll find a way] to end this reign
We’ll find a way [we’ll find a way] to end this reign
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