See the weakling hunched over

See the coward

Shoot missiles into the crowd

They are both sides

Of the same coin

One puts himself on display

While the other hides away

He who lacks the discipline

To find the equilibrium

And adjust the knobs

Suck in the pain

Refuse to embrace it

Feel the weight of it

Fully experience the hellish weakness

There is a zone

That the tornado cannot touch

Sinking deeper or pressing forward

Throw away one soul

To take pride in another

If we fail, it doesn’t matter

Because we’ll always strive

For the one moment

We can stand on top of the cliff

After the rats have finished chewing

Spit on all the hateful faces