What pride is there sneaking in the backdoor?
What glory is there lurking in shadows, with a smug look on your face.
You sealed your faith, now I?m reclaiming mine.
Your knife is off my throat. [bad word] 
Promise of change will not erase that you?re stuck.
Stuck looking back at a future that was never meant for you.

You killed what was us, slashed my hope and dreams x2

Stuck, rooted, pacified.
pale shadow image, of who you used to be
You rather slaughter what you can?t have, than set it free.
Crippled with guilt, you turn everything into nothingness, into nothingness.

Promise of change will not erase that you?re stuck.
Stuck looking back at a future that was never meant for you.
Lies pass through your lips while you kill dreams never meant for you x2

Assassin, limp-wristed and shy x8

Those dreams werenТt meant for you
Those dreams werenТt meant for you
Not meant for you
Those hopes werenТt yours to kill 
Those hopes werenТt yours to kill 
Not meant for you

They were mine, they were ours, not yours to take away from me 
Assassin.