Invaincu

You have more victories than defeats
You've taken down more than one
You think you're gonna beat me?
Not even in your dreams
You little bitch
Three bullets in the head
One for my grandmother, my grandfather
And one for my cousin
You haven't won the war
Just a clip
Little infantryman
Left, right, right, left, front kick, sweep and penalty
For a month, three months, a year, five years, ten years, twenty years, thirty years
Without you, that's already something gained
Yes, I paid the price
And I struggle to write it
And struggle to say it
Even weakened (standing)
Until the last cry (oh)
Fucking disease

Yeah, yeah
As long as I'm alive, I'm unbeaten
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Always unbeaten
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah