Pulse of passion, heart of truth Soul of old, blood of youth Strength that's born from pain's adrenaline Summons out what lies within The moon is high The night is young The voices cry The song is sung Blood and body are one Smoke and darkness, gasp of air Ecstasy, grim despair Whispered voices speak from deep inside Spilling truths too strong to hide Burning silver, spark of gold Blood is hot, sweat is cold Shadows bend and shape to something new Brought to light by what is true Is it that things really change? Or does the outside rearrange? Is perception genuine? Or does truth lie deep beneath the skin? Glistening muscle, heated breath Love and hate, life and death Will you dare at all to meet my eyes? It's in there your own strength lies