End Of The Last Thousand Years Lyrics - Singles - Word As A Virus

Without worth and without meaning has what I have felt 

Nothing to no one 

I am a design flaw to the natural order of life 

I am the dirt 

I am the cancer walking through your soul 

This war has been lost 

I will not give in though 

Not on my soul 

I will not be broken down into dust 

Into the coward whose life fell short 

Overcoming the adversity 

I am not a disease 

I am not a tumor and I will not carry one any longer 

I am not your sympathy 

My strength is born 

My heart alive 

The air still blowing and my struggle's far from over 

But i will sacrifice 

For the greater good 

For the sun that will rise tomorrow 

For I will wake tomorrow 

For tomorrow will come