[Takala]    Now I am facing here this fight  I never wanted  I think that I am just a bite  For you to have  Now I am far too weak to protect  Myself from you  Come and strike me down and I won't  Even raise a hand    When everything is taken away from you  It doesn't matter how you're gonna lose  You're going down    I know the winner will be  The last man standing  And when the battle will begin  I'm caught up by surprise  How could I win?    In the end it's all the same how I choose  To fight you down  In the end it's all the same how I'll lose  I'm gonna drown    When everything is taken away from you  It doesn't matter how you're gonna lose  You're going down    I know the winner will be  The last man standing  And when the battle will begin  I'm caught up by surprise  How can I win?    And in the end it is so easy  To laugh about the scars  Laugh about the scars  When you don't have a clue  Of what they may have done to you  The bloody wounds of misery  You laugh at them in agony  In agony!    Sometimes I'm hoping for these nightmares to take me away  To end the pain  But then reflections of how it used to be  Come to my mind like whispering debris  I have to end the pain  I'm begging for a chance to fight again