Right brow twitches
Right fist clenches
Left hand wraps 'round your skull
Your dreams have been annulled
Go along with what I say
For I am scripting fate

My words' so smart, they're carved
In four inch long daggar marks
Etched across my shoulder blades
I control this game

Fate's script
Doesn't look good
Fate's script
Doesn't look good for you
Fate's script

Now that I've the power
I will do whatever I want
Rape, kill, sing and play all day
Your rule of self-restraint
Is mine to violate

Fate's script
Doesn't look good for you
Fate's script