Shed a thousand lights on me
It makes no difference at all
Because compromise is death
And I plan on living

Split a piece of wood and you ll see
Turn a stone and behold something greater than yourself

Oh, what a ride, the pain of the truth is as bad as
deception
Search yourself

Tear the blinders all away to find a sinister resolve
Behind the eyes of those that seem close

Your rival, born to eradicate your rival
You ve got one shot, don t be late
Your rival, born to eradicate your rival
Before it s too late

Run the horses onward, faster, faster, faster