Sentiment has proven its worthlessness In this discordant existence And now my anima has been sealed away Cold, mechanical, and ruthless I assume a new path with the same destination Destroying everything that stands in my way Through vexing resolve I defy the beliefs of my truest self I've become heartless As there is nothing left to bleed I am so far away from my truest self I am an omen I am a spear with an ashen wake My course is doomed For I have become self-sustaining Through vexing resolve Into the fires of chaos I begin my descent