Yeah Yo, Yeah Yo, Yeah Yo, Yeah Yo! We've been trough shitty stuf, Depresion, blood and all, All of them were tiring, So we couldn't even crawl! So we couldn't speak, So we couldn't warn, All the other people, That the fire burns! And that the knives can cut, Beyond the human eye, And there's no need for blood, Cause the person dies! He dies from the inside, From the inside out, And the poor human, Doesn't even shout! That 's the true sadness, You didn't even thought, That it could be possible, Depresion has no stop And you'll die slowly, In your own bed, And all of the shit, Is just in your head! The pain is unreal, The pain is outrageous, And the worst at all, It is contagious! You can't stop it at all, Only with much help, And many don't believe, The things you felt! They say you're pretending, They say you are lying, But they aren't seeing, That you're slowly dying! And it's more of a torture, Than it is a fight, The chances are small, You may not or you might! You might win the brawl, Between you and it, But it is fucking hard, To get trough that shit! You can run houndres miles, But it will still find, It will fuckin' find you, And your life was defined! So get up and fight, Fight till you die, That's the only chance, For you too survive! Take the sword in one hand, In the other the shield, Go there and fight, Until you're fucking killed, Or maybe you win, Bravo I can say, You are a fucking warrior, The sadness past away! Go and live your life, You'll not have it twice, And now it's a game, Of fucking dice!