This revelation is the death of ignorance Tangled in a state of suffocation Slave to self righteousness Damnation is on your lips From sorrow to serenity, the truth is absolution, From sorrow to serenity, its on your head This is my last serenade I feel you as you fall away This is my last serenade From yourself you can't run away It's your choice, point the finger But it's on your head Your destination is a choice within yourself Will you rise or become a slave To self righteousness Open up your heart and gaze within