Ever since I was six
I had to fight simply with sticks.
Never to have fun in this town
Not after they all shot me down

Never to be liked or known
To forever be without a home
I never hoped to live to fight
But my hopes had lost their life

Forever hidden in shadows of the light
I try to live with all my might
Why must I live to die inside?
Was I made only to cry?

All that I knew have died
All these screams block my mind
From those I made die
I was only made to cry

Who am I to say no more
To live and die no fun to the core
But my Vengeance has fired its roar
I have no reason to live anymore…