Through the eye of the tiger,
Through the middle of the storm,
Through the oil and burning fire,
My breakthrough is by the shore
Through the center of the ring,
Through the middle of the match,
Through the eyes of the hurricane,
My breakthrough is by the sand
When the fog’s approaching me
When I’m not sure how the story ends,
When I’m losing hope, you draw near to me
My victory and breakthrough lies ahead
The devil comes and like a tiger,
He strikes me down in the middle of the storm,
But I’m burning with passion and like fire,
I’m rising much stronger than before
He can keep me clueless in the ring,
Yet, I know confusion has reached its end,
I might be trapped inside the hurricane,
But I’m building momentum to break-forth fast
I’ll strike harder when he’s striking me
I know exactly how the story ends
The devil is defeated and mines is the victory
This truth can never be reversed again.
