Every breath I take recalls the wretch I once was
The wretch I remain
Fueled by hatred, by greed
The inability to love a world that lets me down

My misanthropy eats me alive. x3
My face in the dirt
My head staring down. x2
Staring down

A miserable existence
A life fueled by hate
Now my face to the world, steadfast

My life once miserable is now immeasurable. x2

What can I do with a heart full of hate
Besides dig places to rest for those I love
Besides make beds in the depths for those given up
Besides dig places to rest for those I love

My tattered soul needs mending
And I'm done searching

No greater Love than this
No greater Love
No other Love