Dig yourself a shallow gravenYour life is not the legacy of honor you would dig six feet fornBroken is the way you camenAnd broken is the way that you will leave when everything is paid fornMake another hollow claimnA fable of regurgitated nothing we could tear wide opennFalse in every possible waynYour god is still the powerless creation you will lose your hope innnNow you bleed for the lord of hate that you stole from the pages of truthnAnd separate the product from its own account, to birth a gospel of inferior viewnnBlack reign is all in dreamnYour truth is absolution?s endnn[Chorus x 2]nDead is the way you stake your life onnThe oblivious beliefnWhat a waste to sell your spirit fornnLay upon the bed you madenYour word is not the legacy of truth that you would bet your life onnStand to face a mirrored bladenAnd tremble in the wake of your conviction as you put your life onnnNow you bleed for the lord of hate that you stole from the pages of truthnAnd separate the product from its own account, to birth a gospel of inferior viewnnBlack reign is all in dreamnYour truth is absolution?s endnn[Chorus x 2]nnThis war is a page unwritten, but we know how it endsnTake a step to the throne, convictednChoking back your amendsnnCry the death of fiction kingdomnYour truth is absolution?s endnn[Chorus x 2]