Eyes, stop your crying
Nerves, turn back to steel
You're no stranger to the darkness
these wounds, too, shall heal
Head, find your focus
Heart, transform to stone
Tortured souls like yours are used
to dealing on their own
Insides, untie your knots
Hands, be steady, don't shake
Push yourself from off the floor
There's nothing you can't take
Flesh, bind your wounds
Lips, don't tremble with fear
Play the smiling villain
with a black, distorted jeer
Voice, don't crack or waver
Feet, don't pace the floor
Find your way, and dance the dance
Leave them wanting more
Spirit, soar high and don't look down
Soul, fuse together, don't be sold
Talk is cheap, and hate is free
You can break their jealous hold.

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