Logic must come after feelings.
In order for strength to come after a fall
Else the days will have no meanings
As we lay down not standing tall
Fell into a hole that I purposely dig
Not because of what's down there is what I seek
Never knew how far I went too deep
As the darkness of the night that comes in my sleep
As good as the angel I may seem
But I'm not that good as what everyone deem
I may be standing on the side of the holy and light
Deep down inside in me there's a demon of the night
I will vanquish you from my memory
And end myself from this mental slavery
Through fire and ice, every weapon from the armory
I will prevail, Rise for victory.