A gunshot in the night; this is the end of a life
Feelings that were settled stir and feel like a knife
Fuck the rising tide at my chest, breathing's overrated
The expectations I stand for daily have been overstated

A heartbeat still sounds and resonate in an empty shell
Everything is fucked, no solutions, but all seems well
My backbone, made of stone after all of these years
A residue of darkness lingers after all of my fears

I've wiped these eyes too many times and now I'm bled dry
Your gods spit in my face because i refuse to hear the lie
They tried to teach me my lesson but I refused to learn
My pride strapped down tight as everything else they burn

I stand bare before the council that reads me my last rights
The butcher is already sharpening his axe dispite my plights
Cries unheard have never discouraged this heart before
And I won't start now, they'll have my life and nothing more

You could never take my hope, love or pride
Any pleasure in life I was always denide
I made my choices and they were wrong but made me strong
The crowd screams for my blood, a roar of thousands sounds like a song

My skin is thick from a life of unrelenting pain
My soul will never be free from my sin's stain
But I haven't earned this, how is this justifiable?
The ignorance of the mass is the only thing reliable

A place only too familiar, before the ones who hate
Never understanding reason or truth, a sick place they create
I'm not a martyr just a sacrifice of blood and entertainment
I will not give the my composure too, I will retain it

I see the beast holding the weapon of my demise
But what really brought me here is the world's despise
Breathing steadily, they tell the world all of my sins
People are horrified, I'm ashamed and nobody wins

The spectators hiss at the very sight of the devil before them all
And now's their chance to see the end of a legacy, they see the devil fall
Repenting is an idea that turns my stomach and i show the crowd how sick they make me
Maybe when they watch their own disease at work they will see

They push me to my knees and my neck on it's final resting place
I look to the world for any form of help, but I won't find a trace
Fight it but there's no use I know what's next to come
Just a piece of meat with only a name to some

The bahemoth lifts the raw steal with a shimmer of the edge
Dide my best but the world has no place for me and I'm on the ledge
With unessasary force he removes my life with a single swing
No one sheds a tear, and no angels begin to sing

The crowd lets out a foulsome roar from beyond what they know
A corpse and a mess to clean up is the only solution they show
They slayed the monster and they can all move along with daily life
my body is limp and dead but I can still feel the stiring of the knife

I can still feel the heartbeats rythem pumping in my chest