The violence will keep us together Blood as the seal of our burning love The brotherhood of those who chose the war Challenge me if you want to be in my
Try to hit me if you want to get close to me How can you still stand life? Sex is a different form of oppression Being charmed by the flesh only to be defeated by it
I want to learn to live inside You learn suffer and bear the scars In the ecstasy of the fight I feel your body’s perfect moves
Bareknuckle boy I’m your angel when the blood runs your face And you’re ready to strike Bareknuckle boy I’m your angel when god condemns your revenge
You will only dominate me if you’re really resolute With a wound to the face You’ll understand the laws of this world And those who impose them
Your tensed up body The only ruthless weapon that can subdue them Leave your mark of fire on me Only strike when you’re ready to accept yourself