The midnight-fight / the victory of mental force

My courage and force
are arising from dangerous course
the darkness recedes from my feet
turning cold air into heat
my skin becomes more hot than dry
my weapons behind my eye
the ceiling mounts high up
and fuses somewhere into sky

Who will be dieing by flashing and crashing through the time?

Flashes cross the sky
that is moving up and down
meet the idol's eye
who will wear the crown?

Shadows take my hand
to drown me in the sand
that's covering my feet
when will we meet?

Nightmare sound and light
appearing out of night
I cry "Now start to fight!

Start to fight!

NOW!"

Frightened by my force
I will chase your headless source
don't hide behind doors
Now challenge!
I'm here! I laugh at your fear.
Nightmare sound and light
appearing out of night
I cry "Now start to fight!
Start to fight!
NOW! NOW!"

Frightened by my force
I will chase your headless source
don't hide behind doors

Now challenge!

I'm here! I laugh at your fear.

We will loose our roots in hate
destroying the gate
that would lead us to mental force
now we extinguish the source

Why do murder appoint the rules
of all livin' fools?

Now my feet are caught by the lawn
my only hope - the dawn.

Creation isn't made
by creators who hate
ask the scriptures - they do relate
The nature of man
does not understand
vibrations existing in between land
My mind did change
lost one life in pain
but in knowing that I've got to live again
Vibrations are force
are the real mental source
of living and dying, of every course