the chosen pessimist

In Flames

Tell me which side I'm on,
Approaching constant failure.

Tell me which side I'm on,
(What's friend or foe?)
Approaching constant failure.

Between love and hate,
Which path to follow?
How can I keep balance in this race?
Come faith, I'm dying...slowly.

In many ways I'm the burden,
That divides us from the light,
In many ways you're the halo,
That keeps my spirit alive.

Temptation, if you could reave a part,
In me you evoke the dark...away.

Now free me and watch me heal.

Tell me which side I'm on,
Approaching constant failure.

Between love and hate,
Which path to follow?
How can I keep balance in this race?
Come faith, I'm dying.

Bemused by trials and tribulations in force of my life,
Fly from here but as the chosen pessimist,
Carve my name in stone,
Carve my name in stone.

Bemused by trials and tribulations in force of my life,
(Fly from here but as the chosen pessimist,)
How can I keep balance in this race?
Come faith, I'm dying.