Power is all you crave Victory is what you need Like leaders collide and fight The funeral is done May fire burn deep inside Dependence turns into a mania Your existence blindfolds the insomnia Sharp as a knife it cuts through every misery I am ready for killing season; it’s time to bleed Weakness is all you feel Salvation is what you need Fall through glass and rise The baptism is done Get ready for a shot and smile Only showing no will for nothing, and nothing of will The pain is ripping my life into pieces The pain is ripping my life into pieces The pain is ripping my life into pieces