Better far that I should go
Standing here against the foe
It's the sweeter death to know
Better than the bloody stain
On some highway where I'm laying
Torn by flying glass in pain
Better calling death to come
Than to die another dumb
Muted victim in the slum
Better than of this prison rot
If there's any chance I've got
Kill me here on the spot
Better for my fight to wage
Now while my blood boils with rage
Less it cool with ancient age
Better violent for us to die
Than to Uncle Tom in try
Making peace just to live a lie
Better now I say my sooth
I'm gonna die demanding truth
While I'm still acting a youth
Better now than later on
Now that the fear of death is gone
Never mind another dawn
Mafia
