Pulse of passion, heart of truth

Soul of old, blood of youth

Strength that's born from pain's adrenaline

Summons out what lies within



The moon is high

The night is young

The voices cry

The song is sung

Blood and body are one



Smoke and darkness, gasp of air

Ecstasy, grim despair

Whispered voices speak from deep inside

Spilling truths too strong to hide



Burning silver, spark of gold

Blood is hot, sweat is cold

Shadows bend and shape to something new

Brought to light by what is true



Is it that things really change?

Or does the outside rearrange?

Is perception genuine?

Or does truth lie deep beneath the skin?



Glistening muscle, heated breath

Love and hate, life and death

Will you dare at all to meet my eyes?

It's in there your own strength lies