The Night I Lost the Will to Fight

I need a catalyst, to rekindle the flame

That once burned within these fists where defeat remainsThe night has fallen down the staircase...I need a catalyst, to rekindle the flame

That once burned within these fists where defeat remains

One Februrary night, we screamed our agonies

And I swear I tried to care

I tried, I tried...But the icicles hung down like prison bars...I need a catalyst, to rekindle the flame

That once burned within these fists where defeat remains

One February night, we screamed our agonies

And I swear I tried to care

I tried, I tried...

(And) I lost the will to fight...

The will to fight...

(I lost the will to fight... I lost the will to fight... I lost it... I lost

it...

I lost the will to fight.)