You can't break me Against my throat a persuasive blade Talks me under a man without a face As I inhale with the first pang of pain The girl I was a breath ago slips away When I stand the world's a battlefield Though I know now it always was Where so many share his silhouette So many cower under his threat We, the 51%... but I am who one less I'm a living message A promise of vengeance Oh how surprised he'll be to find he's made a warrior of me! The shake of my virgin thighs rings out through time like a war cry calling Calling: make them suffer Make them plead Erase them to the memory Oracle eyes I see through sites And I've become your destiny HARBINGER I laugh when he approaches, yeah he misinterprets me He sees a smile as my lips curl into a sneer (teeth bared) And a sparkle in my eyes as I strike the flint (fuse lit) He's not afraid but I'll teach him fear He's not ashamed but I'll make him revere it Let try to rally his boys, yeah bring 'em right to me The sun rounds the earth again and again I've spent my years swingin' at faceless men My victory may be a bitter one But all will know this one thing when I am done: