Too many times I was drive out
From many place - they hurting me
Little question for the gods
"why I staying and for what?"

they obey to theirselves forever
and thinking that I will obey too
but I am not at the mercy of somebody
who all the time waits when I"ll die

too many times I was drive out
and magic broth will make me
a little part of empty eternity
there"s a path to my crypt
I am disappearing
It"s my last gone