Knocked up, raddle my brain across the bars of a Cage.
Tell me if I'm ready for another war again. More anger to the blood of my Rage.

Knocked up by four walls, holding the breathe In
Sigh, I knew this would come if my feet sunk In.
Let a relief come to you if you meet some by a Corner
Ready for a war again, knocked up just too afraid to be the Loner.

The loner trying to fight a lot, the pain, the hate and a thousand Tears
In darkness fighting more than a thousand Fears.
Look to the sky, could that be the Rapture, would I Go
If the voice of the familiar calls would I Know.

Knocked up, I call out ring out
Wipe a bucket away of my own ****** sweat some from my head and snout.
Cuts and bruises, taste the blood on my dry lips
Bone popped out of the flesh of my hips.

Still have the next rounds to go through, ring the bell
My flesh may be burning in such pain but still don't mistake this for Hell.