Unconquered
Life is born of agony's strain, manifested in suffering
Most live crippled by fear
I'd rather walk it off on bloody stumps until I've bled dry
Yeah, we're all gonna die

You brand it a crisis, I name it an honour
To face what arises, to remain unconquered

All the worst that I feared has come to pass
And despair is in an endless supply
I dug my way to the bottom of the bloody truth
Buried beneath a spotless lie

I'm sworn to stay the course that I alone have chosen
Because we're all gonna die

You brand it a crisis, I name it an honour
To face what arises, to remain unconquered

I'm cauterized
I'm gonna heat
I'm gonna heat the blade
I'm gonna ride this pain
Unconquered

Life's a fatal disease without a cure
But as it kills me I'll stare right in it's eye

There's no way out
I'm sworn to stay the course that I alone have chosen
There's no way out
So how will you die?

You brand it a crisis, I name it an honour
To face what arises, to remain unconquered

There's no way out
There's no way out
Unconquered
There's no way out
There's no way out
Unconquered