And who are you, the old man said
that I must bow so low
You are only a man on a bigger chair
thats all the truth I know
A throne so big or a chair so small
You still are just a man

So who are you to say a word
that all men must obey
We all can speak, we all can think
you have no right to take
our will and life to make it yours
to call yourself a king
You can take your sword and force me to
but it wont change a thing

So who are you to end my life
and take what is not yours
to make decisions and use your hand
to show us the wrong course
I wont bend the knee to anyone
Who thinks hes speaking truth
without knowing, without seeing
I always will refuse

So who are you to steal my food
that I have rightful grown
on my soil and on my dirt
it belongs to me alone
To steal my castle, to steal my land
where I have lived so long
I tell you this, so that you know
that what you do is wrong

So who are you to ignore my words
but expect me to follow yours
Now Im dead, my eyes are cold
my head rolls on the floor
I lost the fight, I lost my life
and I breathe nevermore

Its not always fair, just so you know
the evil has won here
The rain is splattering on my roof
but noone is there to hear
The good one dies, the bad one lives
the terror will endure
Justice is not always there
thats what I know for sure