Weather The Strom

Cast down into the darkness
To stumble towards unknown
Only emptiness to hold on to
Only shadows to seek support from
So arm your heart with self-worth
Yet prepare for sorrow and pain
Don't let the fear eat you from inside
Wear your weaknesses with pride
And even if you crush my body
And drain it till the last drop
You can never touch my spirit
You can never touch my soul
No matter how bleak or how hopeless
No matter how hard or how far
You can never break my conation
Tear the will apart from desire
Thrown down into the flames
Enfolded by ash and ember
Quenched in scorching fire
Hardened in undying flare
Through demise and disaster
Past the flames of the end
Rise above even stronger
Disown the past or the present
Don't be guided by fear of failure
It's now or never just give it all in