MMDC

Since you were born
 You looked for something more
 From a childhood of needs
 To a wretched death
 You were feeling that time
 Should fast had paid his dues
 But you soon realized
 That you had to deal with it by your own
 Alone in the world
 Even with a crowd around
 Against the throne
 Of overrated mediocrity
 From sword to brush
 With certainty you cut down
 Your enemies
 And your audience
 Alone in the world
 Even with a crowd around
 Against the throne
 Of overrated mediocrity
 From nobles to the poor
 You were standing tall
 Bold and arrogant
 To show them who you were
 But there was someone that
 Didn't recognize your grandeur
 (And) wanted your head on a plate
 And your blood in a glass
 Alone in the world
 Even with a crowd around
 Against the throne
 Of overrated mediocrity