This time I am on my knees
Like the slave I serve
Yet within the torment
Of a fading flame
Fettered upon deceit
Tainted naked corpus
The bitter taste of defeat
And the stench of a rotting whore
Become the serpent
Wolf and the lion
Liberation
I shall ever seek
Liberation
He who desires, but acts not, breeds pestilence
End the stagnation
Rise from the abyss
Detach the strings
And reach for the last befalling of freedom
It is time
Embark the rebellion
Or cling to negation
Cease the new dawn
Or incite the chime of the funeral bells
The funeral bells
Liberation
I shall ever seek
Liberation
