Bruce Dickinson The Prisoner
on the run kill to eat
you're starving now you're dead on your feet
going all the way nature's beast
do what i want as i please
run fight to breathe it's tough
now you see me now you don't
break the walls i'm coming out
not a prisoner i'm a free man
and my blood is my own now
don't care where the past was
i know where i'm going ... out
if you kill me it's self defence
if i kill you then i call it vengeance
spit in your eye i will defy
you'll be afraid when i call out your name
i'm not a number i'm a free man
i'll live my life how i want to
you'd better scratch me from your black book
cos i'll run rings round you