[Takala]



Now I am facing here this fight

I never wanted

I think that I am just a bite

For you to have

Now I am far too weak to protect

Myself from you

Come and strike me down and I won't

Even raise a hand



When everything is taken away from you

it doesn't matter how you're gonna lose

you're going down



I know the winner will be

the last man standing

And when the battle will begin

I'm caught up by surprise

How could I win?



In the end it's all the same how I choose

To fight you down

In the end it's all the same how I'll lose

I'm gonna drown



When everything is taken away from you

it doesn't matter how you're gonna lose

you're going down



I know the winner will be

the last man standing

And when the battle will begin

I'm caught up by surprise

How can I win?



And in the end it is so easy

to laugh about the scars

laugh about the scars

When you don't have a clue

of what they may have done to you

The bloody wounds of misery

you laugh at them in agony

In agony!



Sometimes I'm hoping for these nightmares to take me away

To end the pain

But then reflections of how it used to be

come to my mind like whispering debris

I have to end the pain

I'm begging for a chance to fight again