This revelation is the death of ignorance
Tangled in a state of suffocation
Slave to self rightousness
Damnation is on your lips
From sorrow to serenity
The truth is absolution
From sorrow to serenity
It's on your head
This is my last serenade
I feel you as you fall away
From yourself you can't run away
It's your choice
Point the finger
But it's on your head
Your destination is a choice within yourself
Will you rise or become a slave
To self rightousness
Open your heart
And gaze within
