The last wish will remain in their legacy
Chosen for a dreamless gift
The loss you were seeking from my misery
Fading to asleep 

Embrace the victim of your soul
You hate it anyway
So hate I 

Capture of grace reveals my vanity
Tired for this pressure
Value of freedom it keeps on illusion
Appears as my own 

They hate myself and you
 [bad word] of infernal
They praise my war 

War of my misery 

Untiring legion concedes my confession
It would serve no reason
Uninvited, cold personality
Reserved to be [bad word] for themselves 

Embrace the victim... 

They hate myself...