Inferion - Embers

Under a burning star, we try too hard to satisfy
We give our strength and never lose our will
Our beaten bodies rise to their blistered feet then go back again
The weak men suffer
Learn to use the pain
Theoretically it is the embers
We hunger like the kinetic ride on the backs of steel,
In our wells of blood you'll find the key to persevere
Life won't amount to shit without the will to challenge death
The weak men use their words for fear they remain anonymous
Strong men use their fists and are anonymous for pride
Push the boundaries
Forget the limits in which you live
Average thoughts will weigh you down and corrode the blood within
Postpone your death
Aspire to heights where oxygen dies