Nothing can change the way I feel Nothing can what you've done You will never, be forgiven I hope you suffer as I have suffered I want you to suffer, as I have suffered This is a war of attrition and I won't stay Nothing could change what you've done You

Even when I fall will you still believe Even when I'm lost will you still believe (will you save me) So much that I've done wrong it's an open book I've done much more than my fair share of damage What once was hidden now is crystal clear. Transformation

My truth will be my own You say it doesn't matter, get used to fear I tell you, that's the problem What it's done to you, the way you live your life This is where you pick yourself up, brush off the ashes Clear the smoke and soot from your eyes Their

I know who I am, I am an evil man The blade I swing is black as night Black as my soulless heart It bears the burden of many lives But I don't feel remorse I lent my sword to anyone Willing to pay the price No regrets for what I've done A mercenary's life

I'm running on empty I'm chasing a dead dream Clutching the will Only to feel No way to heal I stand before disaster The shame it takes me The pain it breaks me What have I done

Well who will greet you when you're at the bitter end There's no doubt in my mind when it's over What is done will be You will find when life gets colder there's no sympathy There's no point trying you can't escape the bitter end All your choices chosen

Promise I will be forever yours Promise not to say another word Never mind what's done is done Always was a lucky one If you'd like to walk a while We could waste the day Follow me into the trees I will lead the way Bring some change up to the bridge

While you sleep in earthly delight Someone's flesh is rotting tonight Like no other to you What you have done you can not undo Still your soul will suffer this plight You have never stood this close to where you want to be You have always waded in the

Or into it what you read You can do it your own way If it's done just how I say Independence limited Freedom of choice is mad for you my friend Doesn't matter what you see Freedom of speech is words that they will bend Freedom with their exception Do you

My sweet Lady Jane When I see you again Your servant am I And will humbly remain Just heed this plea, my love On bended knees my love I pledge myself to Lady Jane My dear Lady Anne I've done what I can