I have brought you to your knees
Stop your crying, there's no effect on me
Dead, is what you will become
Nailed high, to be laughed upon

You will die
I will make sure, that it's with pain
Treasure, your very life
Because, you're about to be killed

Filled with

Time and time, you want to obligate
Yourself to imitate
Can't free your own mind
Your only thoughts are blind

Lies!
You force on me
Your own
Worst enemy

You're a day late and a dollar too short
Can you respect, what is not yours?

Carry on, you follow