[Verse 1]
Walking in the subways
Alone, late at night
The New York City gangs
Be everywhere in sight
You feel their anger upon you
You feel their hateful eyes
Walk a little faster now
You're fighting for your life

[Verse 2]
As they walk on closer
Their eyes burn down your back
You feel a thousand cries
Not prepared for their attack

The mission bell sent sign
It's a sign that you board soon
You've come this far
There's no turning back
We hope you make it too

[Chorus]
Don't expect sympathy
We don't know the word
You've walked my turf, insanity
But in this place you die
[Guitar Solo]

[Bridge]
Your life is wasted
Your blood is tasted
As it drips down the blade
You didn't make it
You couldn't take it
You walked the subways, you paid

Your money's gone
Your clothes, they're torn
You're lying in a pool of blood
You know you're leaving
We watch you grieving
But in this place you die

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
Don't expect sympathy
We don't know the word
You've walked my turf, insanity
But in this place you die