Lyrics
Waking in floods of sweat, vision returning, my hearts in overdrive.
Waking up in intense anxiety, my vision returning, and my heart racing.
I sink so low that hell is heaven,
Feeling so low that even hell seems like heaven.
The high is gone I must escape this inner loathing that is my captor.
Experiencing a loss of euphoria, trying to escape the self-loathing that holds me captive.
Without my piece I have fallen to my knees.
Without my inner strength, I've fallen to my knees.
Temptation to seek you out.
Feeling tempted to search for something or someone.
Fight for what I am.
Fighting for my identity.
Nowhere to hide.
Feeling exposed with nowhere to hide.
I will not accept this downfall,
Refusing to accept a downfall or failure.
I will cure myself I'm reaching for the strength to break you,
Determined to cure myself and find the strength to overcome challenges.
Reaching for the strength to beat you,
Seeking the strength to triumph over difficulties.
Fall onto my sword.
Facing a metaphorical self-destruction, perhaps reflecting on a mistake or failure.
Run with the light of an angel's wing,
Running with the purity or righteousness represented by an angel's wing.
I'll question unity,
Questioning the concept of unity, possibly challenging conventional beliefs.
I'll suffer no more pain,
Determined to endure no more suffering or pain.
Without you born to be a king and with the strength of warriors of old.
Expressing strength and regality, born to be a king with the prowess of ancient warriors.
And I shall accept this war within,
Choosing to embrace the internal conflict or struggle.
Arise against temptation,
Standing against temptation and external pressures.
I will rise as the morning aftermath attacks,
Rising above challenges, facing the aftermath with determination.
I am no victim, Arise.
Asserting resilience, refusing to be a victim.
No life should be controlled,
Rejecting the idea of life being controlled by external forces.
I will not be the victim of another chemical war.
Refusing to be a victim in a metaphorical "chemical war" or internal conflict.
I am the lord of my life, my fate is shaped by me.
Claiming control over one's life, with fate shaped by personal decisions.
Your call is getting weaker, my will shall always grow.
Not succumbing to external influences, maintaining inner strength.
Erase the misery, look to the future,
Choosing to erase past misery and focus on the future.
Fell no pain, sculpt my effigy,
Enduring challenges without feeling pain, shaping one's own image or legacy.
Control my destiny, live my own life, Free.
Exerting control over destiny and living life freely.
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