This is my fight song Take back my life song Prove I'm alright song My power's turned on I'll play my fight song And I don't really care if nobody else believes 'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me Like a small boat On the ocean

Explain to me This conspiracy against me Yeah yeah yeah And tell me how I've lost my power Why we don't trust them Please speak softly For they will hear us

With weapons drawn we claim the future And then seep out through every storm Bring in the foe to be defeated To pulverize from dusk to dawn The die is cast, make no exceptions We're forged by evil to compel Come rally 'round this lack of freedom

She's a bad mother funker She's a human sex machine She got the power to make you shake your rump Bad mother funker, y'all Release me from this funky spell you got me under I've even been called the eighth wonder of the world Tell 'em y'all I can funk

Ignorance will crush us, destroy all that we have And now we offer this small bit of wisdom The heart it came from will set you on your way So let us rejoice that, the powers in our hands So let us rejoice that the power's in our hands Let it be know

Wait here for death Wait for this suffering to end Simplicity is not a curse where strength is humbled And the powerless rise This is a kingdom born upside-down This is a kingdom where the broken are crowned Many choose to find their hope in the thoughts

Power, power And woah the air is on fire This room feels electric, cord here in your sights I will never understand the power you're holding over me Oh you've had it too long, yes you've had it too long Aim, throw your best shot right at me 'Cause pain,

We don't say goodbye. But you are my only. So this is who I am, And this is all I know. And I must choose to live, For all that I can give, The spark that makes the power grow. And I will stand for my dream if I can, Symbol of my faith in who I am,

I'm in awe of no one, I'm made for this, teach me what to want I am the hot mic, I pick up asides, of the modern tyrant Laws of the shadows, colors of justice, I don't know what it meant How patriotism is now enough and it's powerful stuff Can we get it

This is the night of the werewolves Run for your life This is the night Never get out alive When I'm crawling through the night God and Satan by my side And I'm haunted in the dark Sacramentum of the wild Evil born as human child