The violence will keep us together
Blood as the seal of our burning love
The brotherhood of those who chose the war
Challenge me if you want to be in my
Try to hit me if you want to get close to me
How can you still stand life?
Sex is a different form of oppression
Being charmed by the flesh only to be defeated by it
I want to learn to live inside
You learn suffer and bear the scars
In the ecstasy of the fight
I feel your body’s perfect moves
Bareknuckle boy
I’m your angel when the blood runs your face
And you’re ready to strike
Bareknuckle boy
I’m your angel when god condemns your revenge
You will only dominate me if you’re really resolute
With a wound to the face
You’ll understand the laws of this world
And those who impose them
Your tensed up body
The only ruthless weapon that can subdue them
Leave your mark of fire on me
Only strike when you’re ready to accept yourself