Every artwork comes to life Once light and dark collide One without the other couldn't survive It takes two contradictions To add color to our (sight) For every creature given birth Another one must die It's nature's way to keep it in line Life and death provide us With a perfect sence of time Every passion is like fuel It conquers endless roads Love and hate are horns on the same goat Music is one way For strong emotions to un(load) A gentle breeze, how innocent Can easily change its form Combining elements into a deadly force A stream of air is all it takes To create the perfect storm Standing on a crowded field All hope to see next dawn Whatever comes, we will not flee Here we both belong Soon we'll face all hostile clans Several thousands strong Whatever comes, we'll take a stand We can't both be wrong Every song becomes worthwhile Once Shredder sets the sound The war he plays is well known all around He's heavy metal king And as a king he wears the crown