As I kneel at the shallow grave of the stanger I used to be
I wash thy hands in the blood of pride and vanity
And where a heart once beat lays a ston so cold it could freeze the fires of hell
This is where wee close the book becasue there's no more stories to tell

You helped me kill that man that I used to be, I'm dead inside

These are the reasons I won't justify, This world you built of twisted lies
And in my memories I can see the truth
There to remind me of the scars of you

Is it hopeless to try and change what just wasn't meant to be?
Or should I just accept this fate, I've been handed as my destiny?

These are the reasons I won't justify, this world you built of twisted lies
And in my memories I can see the truth
There to remind me (there to remind me) of these scars of you

These are the reasons I won't justify, this world you built of twisted lies
And in my memories I can see the truth
There to remind me (there to remind me) of these scars of you

These scars of you