This song
I have this song to sing
Certain words must be screamed
Rather than be sung or spokenI am alive and vigorous
As they toil without love
Fight without purpose
And live without passionI am alive and vigorous
In this song is where I belongWithin these moments
There are no outsiders
Within the body of the song
Time stands stillOne is all
And all is beautiful
The beautiful moment of song and passionWe will all sing
We will all danceIf a human's nature is to war
This song is a battleground
And this voice, a weapon
One thousand voices or trumpet call to armsPassion's promise
True love's reward
A pure expression
In truth and sincerityPassion's promise
True love's reward, is this songWhat will become of this songPray not a fallen banner
Or screamed words to the deaf
For life is weary without song, or sound of harpsThis is a song for the impassioned
This is strength for the hearts on sleeves
A shining sentiment where voices soar
And melody wells tears in the eyesWe will all sing the same song
This song, together