Unconquered.
 Life is born of agony's strain
 Manifested in suffering
 Most live crippled by fear,
 I'd rather walk it off on bloody stumps until I've bled dry
 Yeah, we're all gonna die.
 You brand it a crisis
 I name it an honour
 To face what arises
 To remain unconquered.
 All the worst that I feared [bad word] to pass
 And despair is in an endless supply
 I dug my way to bottom of the bloody [bad word] 
 Buried beneath a spotless lie
 I'm sworn to stay the course that I alone have chosen
 Because we're all gonna die.
 I'm cauterized
 I'm gonna heat the blade
 I'm gonna ride this pain.
 Unconquered.
 Life's a fatal disease without a cure
 but as it kills me I'll stare right in it's eye.
 There's no way out
 I'm sworn to stay the course that I alone have chosen
 So how will you die?
 There's no way out.
 Unconquered.