Badge of Honour
Unveiling Chains: Chaos Divine's Anthem of Freedom
Lyrics
You know my name
You are familiar with my identity.
You know my name, I heard you calling me
I've heard you calling me by my name.
Out again
Once again, I find myself outside or excluded.
I know your game
I understand your strategy or approach.
I know your game, the etiquette I break
I comprehend your strategy, and I break the established etiquette or norms.
The rules of play
I defy the rules of the game.
We are the same
We share common characteristics or qualities.
We are the same, though you could never tell
We are alike, even though it might not be apparent.
Through all the walls you're making
Despite the barriers you create, our similarities persist.
Free to hate you
I have the freedom to despise you.
Free to berate you
I have the freedom to criticize or scold you harshly.
This conscience won't be controlled
This moral sense within me cannot be restrained or dictated.
What if I wonder?
What if I express curiosity?
What if I ponder?
What if I contemplate?
What if we wonder?
What if we collectively express curiosity?
Would we still feel these chains constrain?
Would we still experience these limitations?
All I know
All I am aware of is what I have consistently demonstrated.
Is all I've ever shown
I won't admit or yield to the necessity of being controlled.
And I won't concede
Refusing to acknowledge the need for freedom.
The need to be free
It's a journey with no hope for the living.
It's a dead man's walk
It's a path that deceased individuals traverse.
And though dead men cannot talk
Even though the deceased can't speak, their presence is felt.
We won't feel your shame
We won't feel the shame you impose.
We won't play your game
We won't participate in your manipulative strategies.
Everything in one hand
All things held in one hand can be destroyed by the other.
Can be broken by the other
Any attack you launch will result in a mark of pride for me.
And every blow that you land
Every strike you make will become a source of honor.
Will be worn as a badge of honour
Free to hate you
I have the freedom to despise you.
Free to berate you
I have the freedom to criticize or scold you harshly.
This conscience won't be controlled
This moral sense within me cannot be restrained or dictated.
What if I wonder?
What if I express curiosity?
What if I ponder?
What if I contemplate?
What if we wonder?
What if we collectively express curiosity?
We'll light this fire you can't control
We will ignite a fire that you cannot control.
After all, this fire you can't control
Despite everything, this uncontrollable fire will persist.
This fire you can't control
This uncontrollable fire will persist.
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