mark my stains in recognition
follow my trail in true submission
nver have i been this sure i feel the pain that you endure
i supersede the supreme caught in my so truthful dream
the illusion killed the pain but on my trail i left a stain
i feed only on what's pure Only then i can be sure
i know i'm not rinced in vain for on my trail i left a stain
on my trail it left a stain can't you feel the urging strain
mark my stains in recognition
follow my trail in true submission
alert and willing to proceed i will clear out every street
there's no mindless temptation that can strike down my salvation
inside and out i feel the strain but on my trail it left a stain
i'm here to release the whole and the freedom i once stole
til all immortals have been slain i'll have to wear that pressing stain
never have i been this sure i feel the grief that you endure
no more rights for you and your kind no more choice
but the ones i shall provide
you shall see your strength within collide cause i shall tear your guilty eyes right open wide