Charging straight out the gates
And I'm swinging for keeps
No! Nothing can stop me now
Fly on the wind, my friend
My rage these days. Be warned, my rage
Don't cross me now. Be warned
Oh! The Hell that I've been through
I've glared Death in the eye
It's as almost as if he knew
My rage these days. Be warned, my rage
Don't cross me now. Be warned
Merciless blows will wear you down
They seem to come from everywhere
Legs give way to tremendous pain
All you'll have when I leave town
That stoic stance shall fold
I've turned mountains into dust
Merciless blows will wear you down
They seem to come from everywhere
Legs give way to tremendous pain