I refrain from this hipocracy,
my disposition in this false embassy.
My friend, the reaper, will take care of me.
He owns the postilion that shall lead me free.

I'll give no reason to be subsident.
My only answer will be my innocence.
You may call me a hipocrit,
but to me your a piece of $#!+.

The court jury is my underground.
Stand together and we’ll take you down.
Take one down then you’ll have to take them all.
Final judgment, TAKE YOUR FALL!

You think I’m afraid of a little pain?
All I have to offer is that I’m not sane.
Execution staring me in the face.
GIVE ME THE BLADE, BECAUSE I’M NOT AFRAID!