Through fire and flames.
Some different, some same.
The feeling has no name.
It's simply a game.

Blank faces and voices of people yet to meet.
Endless cycles of what's fate to repeat.
The smiles on our faces and our heart is yet incomplete.
It wont help if you just give up and admit defeat.

Some say that respect is earned.
Well i say respect is one or twice getting burned.
You can't just do nothing to your own discern.
If you don't get to fall once or twice there's no lesson learned.