Cerce Fate
I am a descendant of executioners
I am a relative to the last queen of France
I am a living, breathing paradox
Duped from the day I was born
To fill my head with thoughts of death
I can't help it
It's like I climbed on a scaffold
And made it my stage
I had it backwards all along
Climbing towards death
Climbing towards death
Climbing towards death
Climbing towards death
Climbing towards death
Climbing towards death
Someone [?]
I wouldn't know who's
If it's my own
I'll accept this fate
(I'll accept my fate) I'll accept my fate
(I'll accept my fate) I'll accept my fate
I'll accept this fate
I'll accept my fate
I'll accept my fate
I'll accept this fate
I'll accept my fate
I'll accept my fate
