Gift of prophecy

What if you could slay me?
What if you could garrote me?
What if you could drown me?
What if I slaughter myself?

Follow your fate, there's nothing you could choose

This world surrounds hundreds of dead
My heart is stung by relief of a liar
Without this life, it must be easy

Follow your fate
My last hope is gone
I've had no choise to be alive since
I was born

This life to me devastates prospect
Every day
I regret this world chose me to be destined
As my creation decays your ideal, the ordered liberty would be corrupted within rule

This life to me devastates prospect
Every day
I regret this world chose me to be destined

Follow your fate
My last hope is gone
I've had no choise to be alive since
I was born
Betray your words to me
I can't believe you are away from this place
I belong to

Flesh under my skin is hollowed and burned to be perishing
You are failed