I fight.

I Fight

I see this structured world
I obey
I see the changing lights
I don't make haste
From the dawn of my time
on duty and off-days
I sail the daily winds
Am I so stray?

For glory and money, for food and fame
I am riding on the heights
of shame
Because I hate risks, because I fear them
I freeze to the bone
I don't make

Well, I will stand up, and I will walk straight
I will see in your eyes, I won't walk away
I want to taste the blood
I want pain

I'm a soldier of my own
I'll wash my own face
I am ready for the fight

And fate.