To The Bitter End

Looking back at the days that past, as hindsight's perspectives settle inand unwinds the time....It dawns on me, that for which my life is soldIt dawns on me that only one could have done thatfor which my life was stolen from within my reachYou took away my life and,like shattered glass cuts through the skin,I began to feel your vengeanceand your treacheryThe blood is real...Yet silent i remainedIndicted by the conspiracyof fate......Entombed withinthe walls of the condemnedConspiracy of fateFate will may you pay!Why should Ipay the price for your mistakes?For trangressionsnot remotely mineLoyalty of bloodcondemns me with your sinsPaying with my lifeSilent I remainEmpty walls cry out my nameBurn, ignited by my willSlowly consumed from withinAmongst the damnedYou will descendYou should be the one paying the price[repeat]Entrapped by my own ethicsmy own rules impose this tortureShall I speak and save myself?The traitors do not deserve respect!Why should I pay the price for your mistakes?Blood ties and loyalty should work both waysShall I speak out?Let the truth be known?Why do I condemn myself to this prisionwithout walls?Why?I should make you pay!I shall betray!Burn, ignited by my willSlowly consumed from withinAmongst the damnedYou will descendYou should be the one paying the price