The will is burning but the flesh is weak
But this won’t stop time turning, won’t force the gods to weep
These waves are full of bloodthursting sharks and hate
But an angelike mortal has a different fate

"Beloved strength I hold your essence tight
my every breath claims that I can fight
my every heartbeat sings about my lust for life
my every step justifies my strife"

In this place where miracles are just
A fraudulent disorder
Where being different is a crime
To a judgement growing colder

I don’t know for how long you can
stand the pain
But I know that your cause is
not like scattered rain
So breed the magic from
within your will
And create a fountain out from
these waters, standing still