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Not gonna live in anybody's grip

Be held in place and kept in line

By the chain and the whip

Won't be condemned to hell

When you're the one who's sinned

Wait until the dead of night

And fly like the wind

Making a stand to live like a man

Waiting for the axe

Payload on his back

Unfaithful to the rack

Day break, whip cracks

Hide in the shadows

Running when I can

Too late to turn around

No time to give a damn

Hounds of hell pick up the smell

And hunt me to the grave

If I die, I die a man

Not somebody's slave

Making a stand

To die like a man

Waiting for the axe

Running straight into traps

No time to relax

Stop dead in his tracks

Now waiting for the axe

Forsaking all the facts

Dying for what he lacks

The axeman starts to hack