…And With The Scissorkick Is Victorious

You will become the victorious (become what may)
With the skill to fell the rest of them down, you are what I despise 

And I hope you judge your life, on all the friends you’ve made

To think, to think you went away (Yes I did for you and I’m far away from you!)
It’s the same as I feel low, everything’s the same, nothing matters, but it is all right

You will become the victorious (become what may)
With the skill to fell the rest of them down, fit you into your mouth

To think, to think you ran away (Yes I did for you and I’m far away from you!)
It’s the same as I feel low, everything’s the same, nothing matters, but it is all right

Why would you bow down? Why would you bow down? Would you, would you stay? Stay a while for…