IC Lyrics

Forgive me my soul for what I am

Deceiver, disgrace, do as I please

Yes it’s me

And it’s true

Treated like an enemy, it’s lunacy

Tortured, suffered, torment in the field

Yes it’s me

And it’s true

Wasted time for yesterday, our mind is not at ease

Existence is a prophecy, I’m roaming free

Believe me

And it’s true

Revenge is a sweet memory, undying destiny

Counting the passing days, I hope you will

And you do

And it’s true

Blind society

Dream is a reality

No more honesty

No more sympathy

Forgive me my soul for what I am

Deceiver, disgrace, do as I please

Yes it’s me

And it’s true

Forget me my soul, I’ll be leaving

Disperse, vanished, decayed of the deceased

I’ll survive

On my own