Taking Back My Soul - Arch Enemy

Processed, diluted,

Virtually unrecognizable

I was lost there — no direction

A scattered void

No more

It’s over

I’m on to you

Your evil game

The tables have turned

I am taking back my soul

Tranquilized, Scruntinized

Hate injected mind

As if internal wounds

Wouldn’t bleed, wouldn’t hurt me I see through your lies

Taking back what’s mine