But it’s only the weak
They lack the passion to prevail
But not us, only the weak
From the ground I see them standing above with a sinister lok
Left me here, but what they don’t know—I’ve got the will in my blood
And it’s the heartless versus souls, and one will stand
But it’s only the weak
They wait for glory to appear, and they fail
It’s the victory they seek
They lack the passion to prevail
But not us, only the weak
Start the burning, it’s a fight that they find
They didn’t see this beginning
My blistered hands show with persistence and time
The struggle’s worth every minute
And it’s the heartless versus soul, and one will stand
Like a hand print in cement, we made a mark in the road
We finally made it to the end, cause we’ve got the will in our blood
We overcame this on our own
And so i seems, in the end we’ll still remain
