Pulse of passion, heart of truth
Soul of old, blood of youth
Strength that's born from pain's adrenaline
Summons out what lies within

The moon is high
The night is young
The voices cry
The song is sung
Blood and body are one

Smoke and darkness, gasp of air
Ecstasy, grim despair
Whispered voices speak from deep inside
Spilling truths too strong to hide

Burning silver, spark of gold
Blood is hot, sweat is cold
Shadows bend and shape to something new
Brought to light by what is true

Is it that things really change?
Or does the outside rearrange?
Is perception genuine?
Or does truth lie deep beneath the skin?

Glistening muscle, heated breath
Love and hate, life and death
Will you dare at all to meet my eyes?
It's in there your own strength lies