I think I'm getting further with everyday I live,
My enemy is closer, my fear is beneath.
The pulse is disappearing, I'm blinded by the dark,
I'm standing here inside my ring, this fight will leave a mark!

Chase my life, trying to catch whats left.
No more lies, I'm a walking dead.
Piercing knives - they cut through my skin
No more lies, I am sick of them!

The air's becoming colder and it gets hard to breathe,
Surrounded by the vultures, I have no time to sleep.
Expecting me to fall down, they circle round and round,
But I'm not easy to be hunt and this time I'll survive!

Chase my life, trying to catch whats left.
No more lies, I'm a walking dead.
Piercing knives - they cut through my skin
No more lies, I am sick of them!

Let me take my first step, tired to walk behind
Def to all the nonsence all above the ground.
At the point of changes lays my bigger part,
But I'll go through danger's mawl laughing from the heart!

Chase my life, trying to catch whats left.
No more lies, I'm a walking dead.
Piercing knives - they cut through my skin
No more lies, I am sick of them!