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
