Retribution for tormented souls by your hand is what you deserve Pursue strategic dominance, leaving everyone worse off In the name for self-game Every corner defeat awaits Lessons to take ahold A soft fragile exterior The assumed win, the easy defeat To go down without a fight Soft but not weak but I will show you what weak really feels like The card held but not yet played Glass ceilings We won't submit as you take advantage of the likes of What you determine one's weakness are, by the likes of someone like you