Peace is a lie. There is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
“Come dance with the west wind and touch all the mountain tops,sail over the canyons and up to the stars and reach for the heavens and hope for the future,and all that we can be and not what we are”
Peace is a lie. There is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
Never again will I taste in your passion
this vain call that dies. . .
Never across sacrifice will I lose my dark guide. . .
Dazed in my dark and ephemeral wail that rapes a cool light,
in a corpse-like, haunted nightmare I die. . .
Never again will I taste in your passion
this vain call that dies. . .
Never across sacrifice will I lose my dark guide. . .
Dazed in my dark and ephemeral wail that rapes a cool light,
in a corpse-like, haunted nightmare I die. . .
Never again will I taste in your passion
this vain call that dies. . .
Never across sacrifice will I lose my dark guide. . .
Dazed in my dark and ephemeral wail that rapes a cool light,
in a corpse-like, haunted nightmare I die. . .
Never again will I taste in your passion
this vain call that dies. . .
Never across sacrifice will I lose my dark guide. . .
Dazed in my dark and ephemeral wail that rapes a cool light,
in a corpse-like, haunted nightmare I die. . .