The Critic - A Past Unknown

Take the fall of us
Wicked and wrecked we come to a place where I can't carry on
Find me out in an instant
Your presence kills my ties to these sick misleading alibis
Here I am a critic restored I don't care what they say anymore
You come at me with a mouth of deceit
I serve only One who destroys and defeats you a critic
A mouthful of sores you'll be ** down to the nightmare you built
I won't look back I'll show no remorse
Your time is done misleading no more
What if we all understand our own wrong intentions
Guided by a heart that dies where's the honor in our minds
Leaving a legacy to be entangled by the snare of lies you left behind
Dragging reason from our minds burn the scales off our eyes
You always take the fall for us waiting patiently to come and rescue me
You know you're done this battle is already won
The promises you couldn't keep left them all in deceptive defeat
Watch the chains as they burn your demise is the cure for this curse
I've seen it all with a scar that's your work now it's you being left in the dark