Wounds, they grasp the soles
Bare skin, then run dry
Tender flesh, now corroded
With a bolt, as the thunder
Strikes and renders, every second
A pause in time, to feel the pain
I hear not what you whisper
But can see, your every word
And I find in your timber
Flows in waves, then a clash
It ends not now, but every moment
The final buzzer, is coming closer
A battle cry, that will conquer
Every game, I have to play
Stand by me or oppose
Still I reach a higher goal
A new bolt but no surrender
Push ahead and heal the wounds
Pain remains without old tears
It will not stop for I run
Yes, I run
With my pain