[Verse 1]
All the cards laid out.
Relyin' only on the instinct
You may guess that it's time 
To go through the game of survival
To find the way home. 

Then I understood I'm free 
And I'm slippery as an eel

 [bad word] 
Gimme your respect man
Or you're not my type
I'll be myself, I will live 
And I don't need that follower
Try the taste of blood
It overhelms feelings inside

[Verse 2]
Just for me
Gimme your [bad word] respect
Then all parts of me [bad word] together 
And [bad word] the impossible.
But I need someone close
I need a cover. 
Shadows of the past
With every my breath 
Appearing memory
Is just like mad show

I will rise of dead
And I will amend
Loading my battery
Swim in the blood flow

But I need to [bad word] fear and do my best to win again

 [bad word] 
Gimme your respect man
Or you're not my type
I'll be myself, I will live 
And I don't need that follower
Try the taste of blood
It overhelms feelings inside

Gimme your respect man
Or you're not my type
you're just that someone from the outside
And I don't need that follower
Try the taste of blood

I'm at a dead end, I'm trapped bro
Help me, give me the strength to stand up
Knees tremble but I'm getting up 
I get up to survive.