Starts within just like thoughts that start the fire. Feel the surge, past the hour Push Against the edges now All the while gaining ground All the while all the empty shine Sends the Mind past the point of spite Hard to find, hard to turn the tide All the while, My bending Will still hides Have been, never was Hace felt, never acted Woke up still Sudden shifting power Breaks within the sight to devour All the while still I push the edge All the while we're gaining ground All the while all the empty shine Send the mind passed the point of spite Hard to find hard to turn the tide All the while My bending Will still hides