This

is

my

last

se-

re-

na-

de

This

is

my

last

This

re-

ve-

la-

tion

is

the

death

of

ig-

no-

rance

Tan-

gled

in (a)

state

of

suf-

fo-

ca

-

tion

Slave

to

self

righte-

ous-

ness

Dam-

na-

tion

is

on

your

lips

From

sor-

row

to

se-

re-

ni-

ty

The

thrus

is

ab-

so-

lu-

tion

From

sor-

row

to

se-

re-

ni-

ty

It's

on

your

head

This

is

my

last

se-

re-

na-

de

I

feel

you

as

you

fall

a-

way

This

is

my

last

se-

re-

na-

de

From

your-

self

you

can't

run

a-

way

It's

your

choise

Point

the

fin

-

ger

But

it's

on

your

head

Your

des-

ti-

na-

tion

is

a

choise

with-

in

your-

self

Will

you

rise

or

be-

come

a

slave

To

self

righte-

ous-

ness

Op-

en

up

your

heart

and

gaze

with-

in

From

sor-

row

to

se-

re-

ni-

ty

The

thrus

is

ab-

so-

lu-

tion

From

sor-

row

to

se-

re-

ni-

ty

It's

on

your

head

This

is

my

last

se-

re-

na-

de

I

feel

you

as

you

fall

a-

way

This

is

my

last

se-

re-

na-

de

From

your-

self

you

can't

run

a-

way

This

is

my

last

se-

re-

na-

de

This

is

my

last

se-

re-

na-

de

This

is

my

last

se-

re-

na-

de