Too kind for some Too weak for others You are a pariah in the world where the winner Is he who doesn’t give a damn about anybody Who’s ready to make his way over corpses To get to the top
It’s impossible to adjust But you can’t bow and scrape Those who oppressed you should see You are not the one you seemed to be Not the one whose will could be broken
Animal essence Is running through your veins Primeval fury Ancestor’s practice is not forgotten
Unleash your demons Release them and set against those Who oppressed you Drive out fire with fire Multiplying your anger Only then they will know The real price of what they have done
And they will pay with their life Filled with fear, saturated with thousands of grudges