Pull out your Guns, aim at me,
I will be here for your all shots, I won't flee.
My body is addicted to all this pain,
As it's been a long for me in Hall of Pain.

What people will think? I don't give a ****!
If you know you are right, Fighting for it makes you man.
Fight all the life till the right take place.
Strong and firm still heading with pace.

You can **** me, but not my thoughts,
I might under valued and the most least sought.
But you don't see the faded sweat and blood stains,
That I get in the Hall of Pain .

Those pains make winning sure,
Those make me stronger than much more,
They gave me the strength to stand on my own ,
They made me realize, For the cause I born.

I demand wounds more and more,
And I hope that they never cure,
I'm ready for all stresses and strains.
Because it's been very long for me in Hall of Pain.