[verse 1]
You will not see
The patterns of light
That take shape and meaning
In me
Bridge
I am the pugilist
I am the subversor
I am the assassin…
Of my own potential.
Verse 2
Brought down by the flesh
Sabotaged by the body
nailed in place
By your propaganda
Bridge
I am the pugilist
I am the subversor
I am the assassin…
Of my own potential.
Verse 3
The lights separate us now
They exist to make me who I am
They build, thrill, and threaten
To destroy me
they are mine
And you cannot cloak or conceal them
Not any longer
I am not
yours to control
Bridge
I am the anarchist
I am the traitor
I am the chaos
That will undo
All of the damage
you have done.