Speaking with harmony in the voice As if the voice was a master of song
Anguished I stand, but the voice lifts this man Reminiscing of the past, the voice clears the 'crast
Waking up to burnt paper Conquering, bonkers, being in the eyes of the rager
Out the cage sir Cannot keep this beast from his feast
Elite type of dance as I march in with my mighty feet Crazy *****'***** cannot duck em so he gonna **** em
And the battle begins, Holy Wars within, the man is the vessel of eternal stories voices from the light but I can still hear the dark speak within the night, the flesh sees what it likes, the light take me make me mighty.
I will not fall, stall, nor crawl. I shall run Run the game Run the world Run till I live with the Holy Son Let it begin Voice in the Light within.