And plains are closing in
Enemies are looking to wipe me out
Hunted down for what I believe
They thought I'd never speak
And I will never ever swallow their lies
I hold the answers in my head
They will stay in control
An utopia for the chosen elite
I am a warrior and ready to die
Painted black by the guardians
The voice that beckons me
My legacy is rebellious chaos
A seed of hope is growing
As my final dusk ends in blood
They will stay in control
An utopia for the chosen elite
The impact that I've made
Is everlasting for the ones who rebels
Painted black by the guardians
The voice that beckons me