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