It tamed the land-86'ed good man; wholesale slaughter like disease Power's tools in the hands of fools bringing mankind to it's knees. I won't run away- Gonna look you in the eyes... Like life's living, make it sweet. I ain't your tortured Power's dog to beat. You're a wannabe. I'd look down the barrel to be free. You know I'm not afraid, your price I'm always payin'- Gonna be my game you're playing.