you fight best on a night like this, every weapon pointed at you, all the voices hurl their insults, while you crawl through teeth and excrement
your dream is being strangled, you fight best on a night like this when reason`s kicked in the gut, when the chariots of gloom encircle you, you fight best on a night like this when their laughter smears the air, when the kiss of death is mistaken for love, you fight best on a night like this when the game is fixed and the crowd screams for your blood, you fight best on a night like this when you rise up against the impossible and move on regardless.
your dream is being strangled, you fight best on a night like this when reason`s kicked in the gut, when the chariots of gloom encircle you, you fight best on a night like this when their laughter smears the air, when the kiss of death is mistaken for love, you fight best on a night like this when the game is fixed and the crowd screams for your blood, you fight best on a night like this when you rise up against the impossible and move on regardless.