The Midnight-Fight / The Victory Of Mental Force

My courage and force

are arising from dangerous course

the darkness recedes from my feet

turning cold air into heat

my skin becomes more hot than dry

my weapons behind my eye

the ceiling mounts high up

and fuses somewhere into sky

Who will be dieing by flashing and crashing through the time?

Flashes cross the sky

that is moving up and down

meet the idol's eye

who will wear the crown?

Shadows take my hand

to drown me in the sand

that's covering my feet

when will we meet?

Nightmare sound and light

appearing out of night

I cry "Now start to fight!

Start to fight!

NOW!"

Frightened by my force

I will chase your headless source

don't hide behind doors

Now challenge!

I'm here! I laugh at your fear.

Nightmare sound and light

appearing out of night

I cry "Now start to fight!

Start to fight!

NOW! NOW!"

Frightened by my force

I will chase your headless source

don't hide behind doors

Now challenge!

I'm here! I laugh at your fear.

We will loose our roots in hate

destroying the gate

that would lead us to mental force

now we extinguish the source

Why do murder appoint the rules

of all livin' fools?

Now my feet are caught by the lawn

my only hope - the dawn.

Creation isn't made

by creators who hate

ask the scriptures - they do relate

The nature of man

does not understand

vibrations existing in between land

My mind did change

lost one life in pain

but in knowing that I've got to live again

Vibrations are force

are the real mental source

of living and dying, of every course