It's no matter how low you are,

blown from your goal so far,

vanished are the hopes, so is the joy,

and failure thoughts make you destroy,

Then just pose for a second, and contemplate,

losing conciousness of before-after slate,

believe power is in now and in it your fate.

 

I know there are sweaty days,

accept your defeat, that's what they says,

pushing and kicking amidst heat scroching,

Then just restraint and say, autumn is coming

And pose for a second, and contemplate,

losing conciousness of before-after slate,

believe power is in now and in it your fate.

 

Time when you are falling from the sky,

unable to stop fall, how hard you try,

Then just drink the venom and proclaim,

you will rule the sky and end this game.

And pose for a second, and contemplate,

losing conciousness of before-after slate,

believe power is in now and in it your fate.