Wide the stride of the giants
Strong their feet on the ground
Sorcery is their science
To reach their throne I must hold my own in
a land never known
At the wheel of pain
Growing strong again
Learning to fly
Through the mists of pain
I will learn true defiance
Standing tall in the end
Cleansed of doubt and reliance
Weak’s not strong I will prove them wrong
with my blood, flesh and bone
At the wheel of pain
Growing strong again
Learning to fly
Through the mists of pain
Never fail again
Rise ever high
Break the wheel of pain