the battle of might

The Battle of Might

by The black death

Behind the eyes of one so strong a battle rages on

The soul and body fight to figure out what right

The heart pleads only to be freed

As the mind is the culprit behind the binds

This battle is fuled through the night by the fear of might

Though the battle's end is easy to predict. It's somethig the one said to be strong refuses to admit

So while to the might and trying to keep it from sight.

The soul and body will conflict. 

As to the mind the heart will submit

So the battle rages on behind the eyes of one merely posing to be strong.