How many hours must you dance between the rope?
Your sweat drops down to the ground,
ticking like a time bomb, waiting
Haven't you found your rhythm?
The melody of your fist is unmatched
a thunder underground, as you bring down the spirit of man
Like a castle fallsÂ
A dream forgotten
Like a hungry lion reigns over this jungle of pain
Haven't they feared you already?
The bell rings as a warning,
How god's mightiest beast is unleashed upon them
So why don't you stop?
What is it that you seek, great one?
Is it glory, yet you had it already
Is it fame, yet no man on earth knows nothing of your legend
Or is it.. love?
For only a man madly in love would answer to the calling
Blood and bruise but a language only you understand
A king of a dying dream
A champion of suffering
