I pull my armour down , listen to the roar of the crowd, Im prepared,to be impaired, im searching merging with my purging and im certain, as 80 proof bourbon, im gonna win when they open the curtains im a soldier, of fortune,but owned by the warden till i make the purchase of enough hurt ,im a warrior, in prisoned , i have purpose, To bring pain , im the blame im the shame , im the hero of the game i anniallate i desecrate, im hopeless fate, i miagrate , in chariats of flames , im all the scales of injustice,, im death im life , im doom ,im delight, im the demon inside the moon light, im the sacrifice, im the king of the bet , i put my blade through, anyone i walk through burning tar , im impaired ,i dont get scared Im a warrior, a soldier of fortune owned by the warden