Текст: The Academy Is.... Absolution.

Case is closed, you're back into focus. The jury's out, you're closing in. This battle of mind over matter's spent. This scar. This scar is not permanent. Choices of chances, or what sinks in water. Your secret's out, what you held within. You've found your plague, your cancer, stop. I bet you've got something clever.

This house is caving in. Your last words, caught trembilng. Decisions, make decisions for your fate. Your choice is the chance that you have to take. Burn, stop. Your time is up. You've found all of the answers so take a breath and end this chapter, I'll bring the fire if you bring the water.

Face to the grave, will the hero be saved? Saved by the same hands, the same hands that frame life. Hero be safe from the killer you made. Saved by the same hands, the same hands that frame life.

Case is closed, you're back into focus. The jury's out, you're closing in. This battle of mind over matter's spent. This scar. This scar... Rising the Judge screams "The courtroom is in order! You bring the victim and we choose the martyr!" Taking the time to make it happen, I can't hear you scream.

Burn quick, sink slow. Your heart grows colder than regret. Your burden stone. Your heart grows colder, stillbeat, weak and frozen. Face to the grave, will the hero be saved? Saved by the same hands, the same hands that frame life. Hero be safe from the killer you made. Saved by the same hands, the same hands that frame life.