Athanator - The Path of Anarchy

I’m sorry I’m not
What you want me to be,
I didn`t slip
In your comfort
I don't follow
The same rules

As all those other
Compliant fools
I don't follow
Your advice
I won't cease
My inquires,

I made a god out of blood
I killed the king of deceit,
I made a god out of blood
I chose the path of anarchy.

Feel no remorse,
No sense of shame,
I chose the path of anarchy.
You break my back,
You wont break me,
I chose the path of anarchy.

Don’t bother me
With your precision
In the dark art
To make my choice.
You tried to raise me
In a world of wealth,
But I’m not agree
And raised myself.

I’m sorry
I did not meet
Your expectations.
What your hoped,
Instead I chose
The path of anarchy