No Rules

No mages, no loss, just the street's command We write our own rules with the steady hand Concrete jungles, where the strong survive If you are weak, you're already dead inside No rules, no fear, no turning back No rules, we own the black No rules, the city's our to take No rules, this is our stake Sirens scream, but we're long gone Masks on faces, moving like phantoms Every second counts, every move is planned Cross us once - you won't stand No rules, no fear, no turning back No rules, we own the black No rules, the city's our to take No rules, this is our stake No rules