I tried to walk a noble course But doom had loomed from when They spoke of pride but forced remorse In everyone but them Then I fell, then I fell into despair All of them, all of them left me there Way too weak, way too weak, too bereft In these lies, in this torment, in death Then I fell, then I fell into despair All of them, all of them left me there Way too weak, way too weak, too bereft Too weak A war that's within The lost never win Griеvous and grim A war within, a war within The birds that circle sеnse my hurt And flesh to peck is nigh A guilt that man does not deserve Is pain you can't defy Then I fell, then I fell into despair All of them, all of them left me there Way too weak, way too weak, too bereft In death A war that's within (The soul that's without) The lost never win (Can't beat the devout) Griеvous and grim (Weak and worn out) A war within, a war within A war that's within (The soul that's without) The lost never win (Can't beat the devout) Griеvous and grim (Weak and worn out) A war within, a war within (The soul that's without) (Can't beat the devout) (Weak and worn out) (A war within) I tried to walk a noble course My face, disgraced, won't fit My punishment is their reward They need a hypocrite