In the end of time It was a man who knew the road And the writing was writen on a stone In the ancient time An artist led the way But no one could seem to understand In his heart he knew That the artist must be true But the legend of the rent was way past due But you think you'll be just fine Without me but you're mine You think you can just kick me out of the band Well there's just one problem there: The band it's MINE! How can you kick me out of what is mine? Well, you're not hardcore Unless you live hardcore Yeah! You are not hardcore Unless you live hardcore But the legend of the rent was way hardcore Yeah! The legend of the rent was way hardcore