I thought this beast was dead
Purge, I will
Everything I have done
Purge myself for what it's worth
I thought this beast was dead
But I was dead wrong, so wrong

Feeling everything in this place at once
How hard it is to handle
With this body
An armor that is so meaningless

I am fighting for my life
And no one knows a thing

Why do you think the body goes
From skin and lush to bones and decay?
Because that is all there is in the first place
Why do you think the body goes
From skin and lush to bones and decay?
Because that is all there is in the first place

On a warpath
Until I die
Warpath
Until I die
I thought this beast was dead
Purge, I will
Everything I have done
Purge myself for what it's worth
I thought this beast was dead
But I was dead wrong, so wrong

Under the influence of my own demise
And under pressure of how and why

It left me
Not alive, but not dead
When the body fights back it always wins
Not happy, but not sad
Where do I stand?
Not alive, but not dead
When the body fights back it always wins
Not happy, but not sad
Where do I stand?
I will never give up
I will only change

Loving the rush
Undertaker eyes
I'm on a warpath
Until I die
I wish I could vomit the emotions that swell inside
So I can see them for what they really are
Fall to my knees and bathe in what's collected
To accept instead of deny