Resiliance

The awareness, the drive of the mind

Possessed and self driven

A silence benign

Ride the winds of fate...

A burning deliverance

It's never too late

The hands of the maker

The hands of the true

What pleasures I feel, a thunderous image of doom

Ripped to pieces

An image sold through time

It's a fight it's a fight

But we are the first ones in line

Come on... taste blood

RESILIANT TO THE CORE...