They say that which has been brought into the darkness
Shall come into the light
Step into the light
I've had my dreams slip out from beneath my nose
In a world so cold my heart was frozen
Journey beyond the pure white snow
And emerge from the winter of my discontent
I won't consent to less than 110 percent
I won't remain lame, lick my wounds
I will not I will not repent now or bow to you
Hold onto my hand
Walk with me from your... Your demise
I won't retreat
I won't be made weak by the thorns in my feet
I will walk till I bleed
Dying from fatigue and beyond if need be
But believe me, you won't defeat me
That's a promise I keep until they drop me six feet deep
Motherfucker
Be on the prowl
