Inner Combat (unmasked).

HA HA! CHECKMATE!
SEE! LOOK! I have you beat!
You're beat cold,
From the hair on your head
To the soles of your feet

They say "There's no rest for the wicked"
Yeah?! Well the fiend lives inside me
For I am the beholder
The martyr and the marksman
The soldier and all

YEAH! I SAID CHECKMATE!
By the by, I treasured my deceit
ACCEPT DEFEAT!
You're too proud,
FALL, I said I have you beat!

I said "FUCK YOU AGAIN...LITTLE MAN"
The little man is me
The little man with the pain in his gut
With the clenched fist,
a wild eye


Well, I can't escape what I've become
Of all the old battles, lost and won
Of all the days and nights
the Falls and fights
The war rages on

Because there's still that monster in the back of my brain,
That won't let me forget and reminds me again
"Don't let it tumble down,
Don't let 'em in,
Your too strong to show you're weak, my friend"

CHECKMATE! Louder than ever
I've knocked over the king
Tighten my helmet straps after the battle
HA HA! My facade larger than life
But with a tongue as sharp as a knife

I scream when the smoke clears:

"Only to myself I realize it
Only to myself I admit it
I know where I came from
And I know how to survive
I know WHAT I am
But who am I really?
Apart from what I despise."
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