you're gutless. you don't know a thing about being a hero. your fists are clenched ready to prove a point that was forgotten a long time ago. concede, you can't make me, before you're in control you've got to break me. f*ck you, i won't do a single f*cking thing you tell me to do. you're gutless, you don't know a thing about being brave. your idea of heroism is taking me to the f*cking grave. you can break my nose a thousand times but nothing you can say will change my mind. you're a thousand years under me and you'll choke on your militant ideology. we won't concede to you.