This revelation is the death of ignorance

Tangled in a state of suffocation

Slave to self rightousness

Damnation is on your lips

From sorrow to serenity

The truth is absolution

From sorrow to serenity

It's on your head

This is my last serenade

I feel you as you fall away

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 rightousness

Open your heart

And gaze within