1st Strophe:
Out for the first - the atmosphere is heavy
World title lays on the line
Strong and proud he is much older
I am the faster I？m in my ply
2nd Strophe:
Third round late he starts to tire
Open cut over his left eye
Smelling blood attack is relentless
In the back seats I see his girl cry
Chorus I:
Cry - No mercy , no quarter
No place to hide for me and the man
Lefts and rights never came in harder
No mercy , take it while you can - now!
No mercy take it while you can
3rd Strophe:
Back in my corner they scream ?No mercy !"
?Put him away , don？t let him recover !"
Someone？s eyes drills holes in my head
It is his proud determined mother
Chorus II:
Cry - No mercy , no quarter
No place to hide for me or the man
Right and wrong never came in harder
No mercy , take it while you can - now!
No mercy , take it while you can
Solo
4th Strophe:
I wish another could do this thing for me
His eyes are flooded , doubt he can even see
I hungered this title but now it don？t seem right
I fight back tears while I destroy his life
Chorus I
Chorus II