Could I be right This is a fight We can't give up, we can't care About God About the Devil About the top, the bottom or the middle Weak to believe, weak to conceive A concept ‘cause it's comforting But you should've realized this in not your right It's more like a trial
This is not your purpose This is not why you were born Sickening your devils Even worse…
Coming alive, being contrived Two things that are separate, independent But you lied, tied it together Test it out on the future Picking of sides, product of your fight Now the planet divides
This is not your purpose This is not why you were born Sickening your devils Even worse, your gods
Go ahead and decide For everyone what the right thing is Just keep self-destruction Because you know just what is right
Could I be right This is a fight I can't give up, I must share About truth, it's fundamental And the only thing that's real
This is not your purpose This is not why you were born Sickening your devils Even worse, your gods
