Breath the fire of thy rage As ye sing out to millions from this stage Step out from behind the curtains That threaten to hide thy victories and make known to the world know thy fears Caress the mic, sing till ye hear nothing Breath the fire of thy rage As ye sing out to millions from this stage Step out from behind the curtains
That threaten to hide thy victories and make known to the world know thy fears Caress the mic, sing till ye hear nothing Nothing but sounds that echo as the speakers boom in ecstasy Dumb to the crowds loud cheers Others dream whilst thou live out their fantasies Preach! Speak out! there's a soul willing for thy word to teach Thou hast become more, more than the sum of thy mistakes Now success is within reach, and soon thou wilt reach thy peak All didst they to break thee couldn't do nothing but make Make thee invincible Formidable Audible Enough to be heard by those mediocrity made lose the sounds of sight and by those whose minds have become too numb to feel...