Like a blade of a sword I am forged in flame 
Fiery hot 
Tempered steel fire-bright to the night I take 
I fear not 
 [bad word] by something I cannot see 
I go forth surrendering to history 
Your glory, I swear [bad word] for thee 
Your power, I [bad word] [bad word] with me 
Your servant, I am and ever shall I be 

Through a dream 
I have [bad word] to an ancient door 
Lost in the mist 
I have been there a hundred times or more 
Pounding my fists 
Now inside, the fire of the ancient burns 
boy goes in and suddenly a man returns 

I gave my word and gained a key 
I gave my heart and set it free 
There's no turning back from this odyssey 
Because I feel so alive suddenly 
And I wonder, is this really me?