(Born to die) Dark days - without emotions Blank eyes - no ray of hope Born to die - no chance to live Why are - rights a myth I don't wanna be a bondsman You should care about your sins All I have to do is fighting All that counts is loose or win World is sick, a place to flee No way out, born into poverty Voiceless – i'm hiding Nameless – i'm falling Hopeless – I'm crying Nothingness – I'm dying Dark days - without emotions Blank eyes - no ray of hope Born to die - no chance to live Why are - rights a myth I don't wanna be a bondsman You should care about your sins All I have to do is fighting All that counts is loose or win World is sick, a place to flee No way out, born into poverty Dark days - without emotions Blank eyes - no ray of hope Born to die - no chance to live Why are - rights a myth The Rise against Is obligation To look away A Confession of guilt To yield to temptation Is like to wallow in filth