Skin the flesh and wear it as a suit,
Give the world a new face to hate,
While the old withers in the hole you buried it in,
Salvation is a myth,
The devil exists,
God never had control,
New face,
Same soul,
New name,
Same hate,
Destiny never gave me anything,
The bitter hand I have was of my own creation,
Everyone else said I’d be something,
I was the one who decided I wasn’t,
Another hand takes the wheel,
Another controlling voice,
Just like the face that’s not be mine,
Neither is my fate,
For on this road we all travel madness is not yours to own..
