We fight until no one can fight us
We live, and no one can stop us
We pull when we're pushed too far
And the advantage is
The bottom line is
We never, had to fight in the first place
We only, had to spit back at their face
We won't, walk alone any longer
What doesn't kill us only makes us stronger

We are the new diabolic
We are the bitter bucolic
If I have to give my life you can have it
We are the pulse of the maggots!