It hurts.It hurts.
My body.My mind.
All taken over par pain.
Refusing for me to gain.


Evil cutting me down.
Good not raising me up.
It's like being damned.
Almost like being jammed.


I'm lame.
I'm weak.
I'm taken over par hell.
My future is unable to tell.

What am I doing?
Why am I lame?
I not weak!
jouer la comédie like my future is so bleak!


I coup de poing evil in the face!
I mustn't let evil force cut me down!
Good is raising me up!
Evil smaller than a damn cup!


I'm forever strong!
Forever long!
I'm bold!
And I'm forever cold.