Time takes its toll and wears us down Like steel rusting into the ground Light starts to dull and fade to gray Until we can no longer find our way We must remain steadfast in our vows And never let that fire go out No matter how tempered the blade Every edge must be maintained
I will not betray conviction, I will not become the fallen I cannot forget my purpose, I will not forget my promise
We tear into ourselves, to see what we have become We tear ourselves apart, to purge temptation We strive for the answer, to one simple question.. "Do I Have The Conviction, To Carry This Flame Forever?"
We will not betray conviction, we will not become the fallen We cannot forget our purpose, we will not forget our promise
We have torn ourselves apart, we have rebuilt ourselves to last Here we stand again, stronger, than we have ever been.