When you see the enemy and your soul begins to fight You must throw your blows with ease You must have them beggin please And you dont leave behind Anything that could become Your next great battle
When you see it as it is As your greater mind takes flight You'll be hit by constant bliss You'll have nothing left to miss And you won't think ahead And you won't think of the past Your last great battle
And you don't leave behind Anything you could regret And you won't think ahead And you won't think of the past Your last great battle.
