I can feel your dead breath
Grim Reaper behind my back
Your cold skeleton hands
Will never break my neck

So [bad word] to this endless race
Excuse me, but I’m always the winner 

You have reserved a room in [bad word] for me
But first you have to catch my [bad word] 

You’re left in the dust
You can call me uncatchable
You’re left in the dust
Now admit your defeat

You can put a gun to my face
But I am still alive
You can fire a thousand arrows
But I am still alive
You can tighten the noose around my neck
But you’d better admit your defeat
Because I still can breathe

My blood will never [bad word] 
The coffin will never [bad word] my home 
I am still alive

You had endless chances
To kill my body and gorge my soul
But every time you have failed 
Don’t forget I am uncatchable 

You have reserved a room in [bad word] for me
But first you have to catch my [bad word] 

You’re left in the dust
You can call me uncatchable
You’re left in the dust
Now admit your defeat

You’ll never win this game
You’ll never win this race
I want to see a waved white flag in front of your ugly face