See them trying to kill me
Fuck u bitch many of ya target have been missing
I know there are still many u're unleashing
Protection-faith ma soul is bent-so see me no crying

U call this a war -nah- I don't even beg you for a stop
Fuck you all cos this war is meant for ma lord
And you still think u gonna win with ya sword

U're waiting for ma duck-side
I'm a plain boy who grew up to be a great soldier
Hee-haw I laugh it louder
Cos ya strikes hit me nada

Thou you've stroked me many times that I can't count
that's why man sit and say ahh "Aye Akamara"
don't call this utterance a fool-lery
U could have been watching a soldier's blood-pool gallery

Oh holy soldier is fading away
They're getting close pressing upon ma ray
Mortal martial and immortal with their fatal array

Even thou you pierce me on the haw-thorn
you're just wasting ya time on me like no other
Cos the real life will come after I'm dead