The traitor's mark
I see myself through read, dead eyes
I make myself this prison
For Babylon the time [bad word] This time I'm sure you'll listen

This is the day
(given word)
This is the hour
(was broken twice)
Nothing's forgiven and nothing
will even the score

I hold my seed, a perfect hate
I make this mask a weapon
For every time I lied myself
a tenfold to your burden

This is the day
(given word)
This is the hour
(was broken twice)
Nothing's forgiven and nothing
will even the score

No [bad word] to tie my hands
in tired sleep
The love I left to die alone
is all I keep

My blood is silence in my veins
It all ends here
The final bond of innocence
the last to tear

The last bitter step [bad word] and dirt
Only one deed remains:
To lay it all at your feet, dead

I mark you red, a traitor's mark
I name an "M" for malice
For all those years I lived a lie
One pound of flesh from your body

This is the day
(given word)
This is the hour
(was broken twice)
Nothing but ashes to mourn for

I have betrayed 
all that I am
Nothing's forgiven and nothing
will even the score