| I'm in mood for breaking some rules | |
| I'm in shape for beating my ghosts | |
| I will bend but never will break | |
| Living in the maximum level of pain | |
| Part of me, part of my soul | |
| Will never cry, never let go | |
| And the dark is now descending | |
| My inner strength is bending | |
| This torture's everlasting | |
| And part of my soul is torn apart | |
| Trying to appease this sense of hate | |
| This monkey on my back is tough to beat | |
| Friends now help me to find my way | |
| This dishonour is my bundle to bring | |
| Part of me, part of my soul | |
| Will never cry, never let go | |
| And the dark is now descending | |
| My inner strength is bending | |
| This torture's everlasting | |
| And part of my soul is torn apart |