The will is burning but the flesh is weak   But this won’t stop time turning, won’t force the gods to weep   These waves are full of bloodthursting sharks and hate   But an angelike mortal has a different fate      "Beloved strength I hold your essence tight   my every breath claims that I can fight   my every heartbeat sings about my lust for life   my every step justifies my strife"      In this place where miracles are just   A fraudulent disorder   Where being different is a crime   To a judgement growing colder      I don’t know for how long you can   stand the pain   But I know that your cause is   not like scattered rain   So breed the magic from   within your will   And create a fountain out from   these waters, standing still