Vnv Nation - Epicentre

I asked myself, "Was I content
With the world that I once cherished?
Did it bring me to this darkened place
To comtemplate my perfect future?"
I will not stand nor utter words against this tide of hate
Losing site of what and who I was again

I'm so sorry if these seething words I say impress on you
That I've become the anathema of my soul

I can't say that you're losing me.
I always tried to keep myself tied to this world,
But I know where this is leading me. No tears, no sympathy.

I can't say that your losing me,
But I must be that which I am.
Though I know where this could take me,
No tears, no sympathy.

Gracefully, respectfully, facing conflict deep inside myself,
But here confined, losing control of what I could not change.

Gracefully, respectfully, I ask you,
"Please don't worry, not for me.
Don't turn your back, don't turn away."