Every change leads to better place

Heresy in my veins never leave me satisfied
Injected overdrive leads to sacrifice
What was I thinkin when I let infection spread
There's no such a thing as hope in life with pain spent

Cellar doors of bloodlines reflectin tortured face
In life such as mine there is no place for faith
All I can do is fall apart and reproduce the hate
This is my life and there won't be any changes made

I'm tryin to leave behind all this things that I've never done
(Disobey)
What worse could I've become if I never realigned
(All the hate)
But it's the only way for me to get purified
(I proclaimed)
Will you ever look at me with the feeling that satisfies
We're scratch the floor!