Under submission for a long time
For a thousand years
My soul is starting to rot
My work is done here
I've shed my share of blood, sweat and tears
I'm leaving this melting pot [bad word] to stop me
To convince me that i can't escape
I'm tired of being your rat
Armouder with reasons, threats and lies
But it is much too late
I'm about to unleash my wrath

I won't accept this life
victim of your oppression
To be enslaved and sell my
soul to the other side
Never be your [bad word] puppet

I've tasted your fist
And felt your whip burning on my skin
I have dealt with the pain
The more you hit the more you feed
The anger boiling within
Your failure I will sustain
I've been your workhouse
And now it's time for this
house to kick your head
I'm pounding my way out
To step aside, get out of my way
If not you'll end up dead
Or at least know what [bad word] pain is about

I won't accept this life
victim of your oppression
To be enslaved and sell my
soul to the other side
Never be your puppet on a string

I won't accept this life
And fall into a dark depression
To be a slave, cast in chains,
always forced to hide
Buried under bricks of guilt

I have tasted your fist
I have dealt with the pain
Rip my back with your whip
My pain is my gain

I won't accept this life
victim of your oppression
To be enslaved and sell my
soul to the other side
Never be your puppet on a string

I won't accept this life
And fall into a dark depression
To be a slave, cast in chains,
always forced to hide
Buried under bricks of guilt