This revelation is the death of ignorance

Tangled in a state of suffocation

Slave to self righteousness

Damnation is on your lips

From sorrow to serenity, the truth is absolution,

From sorrow to serenity, its on your head

This is my last serenade

I feel you as you fall away

This is my last serenade

From yourself you can't run away

It's your choice, point the finger

But it's on your head

Your destination is a choice within yourself

Will you rise or become a slave

To self righteousness

Open up your heart and gaze within