Gentle men and ladies living on skyscrapers,
Burried me to be great and greater,
They thought I cry,
Nice try!

Sword dripping in red,
Armour of my shadow's shade,
Are ya the next one?
Nah still I'm not done.
They tried to erase my name,
To build their crown of fame,
But they graved me so deep in core,
Cold turns into burning floor,...