All my life I have been toldnTo bow my head in awenNow those days are overnI refuse to feel smallnDid you really thinknThis game could end up a drawnDid you really think you hadnThe arms to win this warnnAnd you sacrificed a lot of timenTo keep me to the floornA renegade left bleeding coldnA stranger in your homenA little spieces you could breednAnd form into your normsnHey, the little spieces, now he´s tallnSo bow your heads in awennHere it is, the night has comenThe last defense, crumbled downnI´m alone, but I feel strongnI´m taking out the skeletons