Let the Spirit Be

As an axe for the hangman.

As the hammer for justice.

Looking for something healer,

I found the way I was searching.

Trying to get back what is mine,

Purity and hope will be one again.

Through my hand i could make it.

Here I am and know that

I have tasted it so now i can tell,

As a wise man said,

It's a dish best served cold.

I didn't let my spirit falls.

I will be what i have to.

From the dark i can see the light,

Otherwise I would be like you.

Don't try to make me as you are,

You don't even have a heart for yourself.

Through my hand i could make it.

Here I am and know that

I have tasted it so now i can tell,

As a wise man said,

It's a dish best served cold.