Black-eyed vision of this world   Split lips whisper from my soul   Feel the seed of discord   Who I am is too high to fall      No compromise til the end   I will break before I bend   Sow the seed of discord    No rest until Death      Your life is a lie   We are born to fight   Spit on your chains   Before is too late      You are what you should fear   Weakness is the bitter of your tears      No compromise til the end   I will break before I bend   Sow the seed of discord    No rest until Death      Your life is a lie   We are born to fight   Spit on your chains   Before is too late