you're gutless.
you don't know a thing about being a hero.
your fists are clenched ready to prove a point that was forgotten a long time ago.
concede, you can't make me, before you're in control you've got to break me.
fuck you, i won't do a single fucking thing you tell me to do.
you're gutless, you don't know a thing about being brave.
your idea of heroism is taking me to the fucking grave.
you can break my nose a thousand times but nothing you can say will change my mind.
you're a thousand years under me and you'll choke on your militant ideology.
we won't concede to you.
