The taste of victory…

Stand the strike of lightning
Feel the pain and agony
Sense, my friend, victory
Thirst of immortality

Set yourself free, my friend
From all the bonds
Liberate your soul
Before the dawn

Taste the thirst of life
Until the last call
Awaken my friend,
Before the ultimate fall

Silly mortals but run behind the fake
Materials shall one day, all fade
And I am sick of all your complaints
Understand, the truth comes back in the end

Relations and love
Are parts of the game
Break yourself free
From this chain

Erase from within
The deep feelings
Of fears and of loss
Which shall make you fall

So set your self free, my friend
No sense of retreat
Feed the thirst of immortality
The true taste of victory…

-dhira (29/3/08)