From Eden I'm snatched
Sacred home to my kind
Smirched by dead-keen prayers
Virginity got defiled
Long before me
My rage is no match to their deeds
I might die but this is my beacon of liberty
No place to hide
Break the wall, break the chain
In the moment of suffering
No, no, no more
No punishment
No
No perrishing
No
No
Visions of fragile memory
Crackling my inner spirit
Breaking of illusion to an illusion
I will no longer suffice to appetence
It's time to get down to business
A performance just from me
The sanctums of my entity
Yearning for potency
Manifestation of repression
Among the illusion
This is the first time
This is the last time
This is my final curtain
Now it's up to me my friend
Focus on the spot light
To be heard, to be remembered
Be the one who refuses, who resists
This is for all captives, for all wrecked souls
To those who already died
In the ring of misery
My brothers
I'm raising the sun
Freedom
Die, die, die, die