12 acessos
When you see the enemy and your soul begins to fight
You must throw your blows with ease
You must have them beggin please
And you dont leave behind
Anything that could become
Your next great battle
When you see it as it is
As your greater mind takes flight
You'll be hit by constant bliss
You'll have nothing left to miss
And you won't think ahead
And you won't think of the past
Your last great battle
And you don't leave behind
Anything you could regret
And you won't think ahead
And you won't think of the past
Your last great battle.