Disgraced

Expendable, we are not really real

A mirage of solitude is what they try to heal and

I will not be made to feel we are sealed in a fake charade

Spewing vile atrocities

Bringing existence to its knees

I will manifest my sins and

I will Kill Mercy Within

Immersed in this hypnotic spell

Influenced by the hate that swells

I'm not terrified anymore

There's nothing left but open sores

Disengaged

Relinquish the reality, I've known

I'm feeling like I'm alienated from my own and

I will not be made to feel we are sealed in a fake charade

Spewing vile atrocities

Bringing existence to its knees

I will manifest my sins and

I will Kill Mercy Within

Immersed in this hypnotic spell

Influenced by the hate that swells

I'm not terrified anymore

There's nothing left but open sores

Spewing vile atrocities

Bringing existence to its knees

I will manifest my sins and

I will Kill Mercy Within

Immersed in this hypnotic spell

Influenced by the hate that swells

I'm not terrified anymore

There's nothing left but open sores

Nothing left but open sores