Hollow self indulgence leading the way

In the wake of intent that day

At the fault line, at the fault line we were

Searching for answers

Filthy crimes, power play

Grasping for our lessons overthrown

What you've gone and done now,

It's hard to get over

Events of the past have carried

A lasting grudge toward a pure heart

I'm calling out a false hero

Lay your plans,

I'll play Rome, false martyr, take a stand

Lay your plans.

With broken heart, I've finally become a man

Past the sights and the sound

Cloak and dagger are found

No wonder here, just an echo resounding

Hardship owns all that remains

Red queen, a fallen Knight on the way that day

Caught in the act, right in our midst,

A snake in the grass. No honor,

As night fell on my soul