Face to face against a predator
It isn't glory I fight for
I fight in animosity and defiance
Against the shackles wrought by a Creator

I have neither belief nor any Faith
in any Lord; I do not say Grace
I am my own King and my own God
And I run my own race

Life is War
Pick your battles wise
I pick the biggest beast
Because my rage befits its size

I will sit on my throne
and glare at life in the eye
But I will never bow in weakness
Though I might let out a sigh