Texty: No Innocent Victim. Illusion.

Living for yourself has been
The only way you know
You pride yourself in thinking
That you have complete control

Your destiny in your own hands
An illusion that you keep
What control do you have
Over the powers you can't see

Your death is nearing
The day are you fearing?
Your days already been set

You can choose the direction
But how can you choose the end?
Today might have been the last
You had to spend

Your destiny in your own hands
An illusion that you keep
What control do you have
Over the powers you can't see

Your death is nearing
The day are you fearing?
Your days already been set

Rid the illusion
Of your control

Nothing is for sure
Uncertainties arise
At best you're powerless so don't trust
In your own lies