Warpaint On

Fight Song

Eyes Closed

Time Flows

In and Through

Out and Around

It’s always the same

Every game

Feeling Full of Nerves that never End

They just stretch out from the skeleton

And out onto the Field of Dreams

Fretting around all Locked Up

And Ready to Let Go

Tunnel Vision

Time of Decision

CO2 Blast from Heroes Past

As I touch the Height of Heroes Fingertips

Inside my mind

I clear my thoughts

And begin the Run

Towards the Lights and Sound

Of where Free-Will and Fate

Collide