You made your time, you made the harmony For the symphony of Life Dumped in drums, created cacophony But you won't have a single clap Don't Matter What you do You caught the iron, made the steel And made the sweet turn into sour Kissed the blades, tasted your blood But you won't make a single war Don't Matter What you do You made a run, You've made a fall From the End that is getting near You felt the razorblade, the freezing cage But you won't make a single step Oh, son, this life you live [This joke, you trying to fit in] You've tasted indifference [But don't cry, my son] Oh, little son, you're gonna die [Hush! Dush! Don't cry] Don't matter what you do