kinda like a dogw/ seven pupilsin its eyekinda like a madnessthat refusesto subsidekinda like everything you wantjust w/in your graspkinda likehow a banshee-waildanceson a living hearti'm gonna standat the top of the worldchallenge the heavensgonna bring you godgonna bring you godin the pain of the lefthandblackgonna bring you godkinda likewhen the sun goes downand darkness makes its climbkinda like all your muscle tissuestarting to unwindkinda likeif you brave the hatefeed itto the left hand blackhow i knowi can take their powersend it back attriple times strengthhow i see the battleand the bleedinghuman racehow i miss the taste of itit's sweetand warmembracehow i seethe world's demiseits lastand final gasphow i seerealityexplodeinto another kind of life