Life is to fight
free of any fear
never wanting to look back
until victory’s clearly held.
Tough and rough I’ll wield
as a spear, the use of reason
as a shield, human condition
as a rock I will arise!!!
I will not fall… I will never be humiliated by pain
sculptures are born from the hard and cold stone
with a hammer and a chisel I won’t stop.
Listen to me time…
There isn’t written an end.
Fear, surrender!
My soul will still be free.
Cold and colourless lady
seeks and fights for her being
from the shadows she’s reborn
as the glare of the moon.
Today my anger is a gale,
my way, a damned path.
My partner is my heart.
My footsteps, a hurricane.
If I have to fall… I will not give up, I will arise
Honour will imprison me, in the tower of my pride
and crushed in its rubble I will die.
Listen to me time…
There isn’t written an end.
Fear, surrender!
My soul will still be free.