The battle is in the mind.
In doubt, hands are tied.
The heart is heavy.
In silence, we grow weary.

Yet the tongue is a fire.
No other way to stop the desire.
The desire for vengeance burns.
Never feel remorse, for it never returns.

Afraid to face the demons,
Called to confuse one's faith.
A mirage to deceive in scorching seasons,
A mirage to deceive, to carry the heavyweight.