I've been silent, letting this sit
Stoic and unmoved -- know this is what I meant
If Dante had his way, then so will I
By the fire rain, you'd want me burned alive
For my crimes, you claim, against nature
But you would sit frozen at the center
For your crimes against your very own
For treachery is the worst sin one could condone
Falls pristine, and luscious fields of green
Oh, how the fallen still all yearn for these
Bearing within myself the weight of this fury
Sunken beneath the marshes of hostility
And don't you try to deny what you did!
I'll see to it myself after our lives are lived
Then resurface from this misery mire
and breathe in the air of Hellfire
You, and me! On the shore of the Styx
I will give your rage a fix
'Cause I've been sullen far too long
Pacifist without principle
Air with no motion...
Now! Behold the souls of those whom anger overcame!
Gotta let it go, learn to let it go...
Gotta let it go, learn to let it go...
Gotta let it go, learn to let it go...
