from the ground i see them standing above with a sinister look left me here but what they don t know i ve got the will in my blood and it s the heartless versus souls and one will stand but it s only the weak they wait for glory to appear and they fail it s the victory they seek they lack the passion to prevail but not us only the weak start the burning it s a fight that they find they didn t see this beginning my blistered hands show with persistence and time the struggle s worth every minute like a hand print in cement we made a mark in the road we finally made it to the end cause we ve got the will in our blood we overcame this on our own and so it seems in the end we ll still remain