I've been the perfect commander leading the pack Deception and tears have become painful scars Now I see the truth such a fool Left behind like a useless tool An excess of faith My aspirations vanish in a brimstone fog Grotesque my limbs, myself a parody of a God So close, so at hand, they are taking me away At least I cleaned this world Now free from disarray They crown me and then they drag me down Still breathing in the burial ground An excess of faith They kill me and bring me back to life No matter for the waste behind An excess of faith