Texty: Shai Hulud. That Within Blood Ill-Tempered. Given Flight by Demon's Wings.

This is not my true nature
I was not born as what I have come to be

To be gentle again
An angel's heart given flight by demon's wings
Faces certain death

Do not let this exterior deceive you
I can easily crush your spirit
My wounds bleed truth
Their voices are caustic

And with the words
A nasty sting from aim and precision of fact
"How can you be so cruel?"
It is not who I am
As it is the hate I feel

I am a demon
A vicious fiend
Let me alone
I am a demon with a penchant
For other's misery

I am a demon
A vicious fiend
Let me alone in peace
To be the beast of a man
The world has made me

I am prepared to fight humanity every day
For the rest of my life
Albeit, my mind and body
Yearn for tranquility

People that should earn my love
Consistently warrant my hate
I truly resent this

Breathe easy, friend
Let not bitter fruit sour your breath
You were once a gentleman

When friends fail
And mother is gone
When God is silent
And mates fall out of love

I still wake to confrontation
Alone and unflinching

I am not simply strong
I may very well be the strongest man
That ever lived