Born and raised Forged and blazed In a perfect mould where I've seen my life from a different angle Becoming what I despise Pretending within disguise Trying to keep a low profile, and let this life pa** me by Cross my heart and hope to die Embrace guilt and walk the mile Cross your heart and hope to die But if you don't...here's a taste of things to come Rid of me Setting free My inner rage, these hatred years from a psycho in the making This abortion Absolution You'll learn at your expense that attack is the best form of defence No more will I refuse to fight Sharp as a knife, larger than life I bring a pain, you can't restrain I won't contain You've branded me, I'll brand you too! You've bullied me, I'll bully you! I'm not one you can tame You can't defeat me at my own game Soon you'll find your concern, in what I've held You've been trespa**ing, crossing lines with the troops you gathered to start a new campaign They were drawn for a reason; still you crossed, tried to walk in my shoes and chose the way of the Machiavellian You walked, you ran, you danced! So you wanna dance? I'll make you dance! And this...is retribution to those who once sold me out! I'm not one you can tame You can't defeat me at my own game Soon you'll find your concern, in what I've held in shapes of things to come in shapes of things to come in shapes of things to come!