Peak -

A rift of anger passes my remembrance

An outburst of hate rips my mind once again

I know about your request to retain your respect (…)

Like a mighty marauder you’re infuriate yourself into vengeance

You must feel sick when you look at yourself in the mirror

You’re intoxicating your own mind with other mistakes

My oration will be your ordeal not a secret

I won’t reveal my misgivings turned out to be true

The lethal rash on me was you

In the mist will be the fist to guide you through dictatorship

In the mist will be the fist to guide you through dictatorship

You must feel sick when you look at yourself in the mirror

You’re intoxicating your own mind with other mistakes

I’m looking for a way out to the top of my dreams

With reckless violence a world without domination

Can you hear this song, this song that I’m singing

It’s about you dropping your gloves but still I’m not swinging

Your hate is something I cannot measure

I will never bend for the pleasure of pressure

My oration will be your ordeal not a secret

I won’t reveal my misgivings turned out to be true

The lethal rash on me was you

In the mist will be the fist to guide you through dictatorship

In the mist will be the fist to guide you through dictatorship