Don′t try to summarize

And don't try to quantify

The revolution can′t be bought or sold in my eyesOld guard dies slow

Buried beneath the remains your soul poisons all whom

You're stories have been told

I've struggled

I′ve tried

Do my best to fight my way through this life

Rhetoric and hyperbole should die on the vine

This ain′t your fairytale life

This is real, this is mine

No surrender, no remorse

There will be no redemption

No surrender, no remorse

There will be no redemption

Crocodile tears and cried fall on dead ears and dead eyes

Now that the tables have been turned and your life

Lays in the hands of those who bear the sword

Fall to your knees and pray to your lord

I struggle, I try

Do my best to fight my way through this life

Hyperbole and sound clips won't sum up how I feel

My journey, my struggles, my pain

They are real

No surrender, no remorse

There will be no redemption

No surrender, no remorse

There will be no redemption

Redemption

No redemption

No hope