You think you know me, maybe once you even did But if that's what you expect, you're in for a suprise Still, the odds are in your favor, that sick is the world But I assure you, the tables will turn again
For you there is no compassion left in me Things have changed, I am not what I used to be
Never again can you hurt me enough to make me submit
I dare you to face me once again Various sanctions await for every single sin Don't forget how it came to this, you reap what you sow No excuses needed, you made me what I am