Every artwork comes to life Once light and dark collide One without the other couldnt survive It takes two contradictions To add color to our sight For every creature given birth Another one must die Its natures way to keep it in line Life and death provide us With a perfect sense of time Every passion is like fuel It conquers endless roads Love and hate are horns on the same goat Music is one way For strong emotions to unload A gentle breeze, how innocent Can easily change its form Combining elements into a deadly force A stream of air is all it takes To create the perfect storm Standing on a crowded field All hope to see next dawn Whatever comes, we will not flee Here we both belong Soon well face all hostile clans Several thousands strong Whatever comes, well take a stand We cant both be wrong Every song becomes worthwhile Once Shredder sets the sound The war he plays is well known all around Hes heavy metal king And as a king he wears the crown
every, come, whatever, shredder, well