Determined

Starting annoyed
Own health destroyed
Didn't took care
I was unaware
For something so small
Not known at all
Illness past my systems
I try not to deny
My godmode's a lie
Starting to freak
I am not weak
Nor will I be
I guarantee
However I am
Enraged with myself

Infected by some low-life
Now I need to hide
To hide to hide
To hide this disgrace from the world
Everyone looks up to me
The entire human race
This race this race
This race is a goddamn disgrace

Reading the scripts
In candlelit crypts
Searching a cure
In books so obscure
No easy solution
A mental delusion
But I defy
My godmode's no lie
Doing some tests
It must manifest
All in my might
Without contrite
Alternative healing
What's it concealing?
Shall I try?
Will this be my cure?

Infected by some low-life
Now I need to hide
To hide to hide
To hide this disgrace from the world
Everyone looks up to me
The entire human race
This race this race
This race is a goddamn disgrace

Not known by mankind, never seen before
This illness must be undiscovered

I am convinced that I will find a solution
Whereupon my mind will reach absolution

I am convinced that I will find a solution
Whereupon my mind will reach absolution

I am convinced that I will find a solution
Whereupon my mind will reach absolution



Credits
Writer(s): Arnold Boukes
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