Joy

Have I no control, is my soul not mine?

Am I not just man, destiny defined?

Never to be ruled nor held to heel

Not heaven or hell just the land between

Am I not man, does my heart not bleed?

No lord, no God, no hate, no pity, no pain, just me

Comprehend and countermand

Synchronous guidance. I choose my way

Never to be ruled nor held to heel

No heaven or hell, just the land between

And am I not man?

So why do I love when I still feel pain?

When does it end, when is my work done?

Why am I lone and why do I feel that

I carry a sword through a battlefield?

So why do I love when I still feel pain?

When does it end, when is my work done?

Why do I fight and why do I feel that

I carry a sword, that I carry a sword?

Like the path to heaven or the road to hell

Our choice is our own consequences bind

We are the kings of wisdom, the fools as well

We are the gods to many, we are humble men

We who build great works just to break them down

We who make our rules so we never fail

So why do I love when I still feel pain?

When does it end, when is my work done?

Why am I lone and why do I feel that

I carry a sword through a battlefield?

So why do I love when I still feel pain?

When does it end, when is my work done?

Why do I fight and why do I feel that

I carry a sword, that I carry a sword through a battlefield?