like a shell of shattered lies,

there's nothing more for me to fear,

except my own demise.

for in the face of hardship fell,

my eyes will not look down,

my will and strength shall persevere,

these bloody thorns are my crown.

and through the gale of emptiness,

that within my conscience blows,

I will not lose my dignity,

I will not be lost among these souls.

chain my hands and tie me down,

make me bleed and feel your pain,

but regardless what you do to me,

forever here I will remain.

hatred conquers those who're weak,

it even overwhelms the pure,

and in their death you learn one thing,

eternally hatred shall endure.

No matter what the burdens brought,

no matter what the test,

I shall forever be myself,

and as myself I am my best.