Now hidden in alleys on the run br Surrounded by rats and scurvy dogs br br I suffer the fate for what once was fun br Droplets of blood litter the fog br br I hide in the litter with blades of silver br My life for the gods to pilfer br br My bloody chain broke br On my deeds left to choke br br Pain is my reward as I perish br For good is the victor br As I rot in hell. br br Relish the victory and realize br It was high time for my demise.