SIDEWAYS
INNER LIGHT

Another empty can, another wasted night
Chasing cheap dopamine, tryna feel alive
You scroll, you numb, you swallow the lie
That you're the king behind the screen
But there's a fire burning out inside
You're just a ghost — bleeding your dream

You take the poison just to feel the calm
But real men rise — unleash the storm

I don't need the cheap dopamine
Cleanse the system, chase the real — become the machine
No fake high, no empty throne
Purify the body — BLOOD & STEEL
Testosterone roars in your veins
Viking blood — Bogatyr strength — break all chains!

You want the glory but you skip the grind
That quick release — it leaves you blind
Hollow highs, weaker every time
But in your core, the titan wakes
Bogatyrs clash — no fear in their wake
Awaken the beast, make the weak quake

Enough shadows, enough of the shame
Strike the fire from which you came

I don't need the cheap dopamine
Cleanse the system, chase the real — become the machine
No fake high, no empty throne
Purify the body — BLOOD & STEEL
Testosterone roars in your veins
Viking blood — Bogatyr strength — break all chains!

Remember the Vikings on the bloody sea
Bogatyrs swinging, wild and free
Testosterone surge — primal rage untamed
No fear of death — just glory unchained
You're a lion caged — now stand and arise!
Take the world — seize the skies!

Purify! Dominate!
Blood and steel — seal your fate!
Real power... REAL FATE!

You stand there frozen...
staring at the ground...
Mumbling, "I won't fight back—this is love's true road"
Bullshit. You know—you're not choosing.
Just too scared to swing. Empty code.
You call it wisdom. Soul's high throne.
Nah. Pure fucking dread.
Your skull cracks when the fist lands dead.

Easy to turn your cheek...
...when hands are dead weight.
White flag waved...
...holy gift from fate.
Weakness ain't saintly—
IT'S A COWARD'S CHEAP CHARADE!
RESIST!
HIT BACK!
NO CHAINS!
RISE!
WEAKNESS DIES TODAY!

The one who could crush you but says, "Nah, I'm good"
That's real strength—a thing rarely grasped.
You with nothing left, drowned in the mud?
Ain't choosing shit—no fire, no grasp.
Preach "love" while rabbit heart thumps through your chest.
True light? Power clenched—then mercy's your quest.

Won't hit 'cause can't? That's prey.
Real strength holds when foe's on ground.
THAT'S FORGIVENESS WITH SPINE—WEAR THE CROWN!

RESIST!
HIT BACK!
NO CHAINS!
RISE!
WEAKNESS DIES TODAY!

Lawlessness?
Raw.
Unchained.
No sword?
Bottle.
Pipe.
Brick.
IN RANGE!
RISE!
SMASH BACK!
OR ROT IN THEIR CAGE!
Difference?
Broken men kneel.
Strong men hold the line.
Forgive? Forge steel. Not retreat.
Love? Pack thunder. Own it. REPEAT!

RESIST...
HIT BACK...
NO CHAINS...
RISE...
RESIST! HIT BACK! NO CHAINS! RISE!
WEAKNESS DIES TODAY!
But rise... heart steeled... choose the fight...
RESIST! HIT BACK! RISE! RISE! RISE!
WEAKNESS DIES! DIES! DIES!
RISE! RISE! RISE! RISE! RISE!

RISE! RISE! RISE!
RIISE—
Rise...
NO SAINT FROM WEAKNESS—FIGHT

I don't roar at shadows anymore.
Blood and steel — not just ink on skin.
It's the iron in my ribs when the world caves in.
It's the spine that won't bend… even when it cracks.

I used to flex before the mirror—
chasing proof in a hollow echo.
No. The wolf doesn't howl—it hungers in silence.
But these fists? They remember every wound.

Wore "peace" like a ragged coat—
'til the stitch gave way.
Now my power ain't in noise. It's here:
in the grip that holds the edge… while the body bleeds.

BUT WHEN THE STORM RETURNS—
NO ROOM FOR DOUBT. NO ALTAR FOR REGRET.
I AIN'T FORGIVENESS. I AIN'T REVENGE.
I'M THE FIST THAT CAME FROM ASH.
BLOOD. STEEL. AGAIN!

The anvil… doesn't flinch.
Sometimes — silence is the strike.
Choose your battles. Don't armor your soul forever.
But remember:
inside you —
BLOOD & STEEL.

Cinematic Version

In this world
Every effect has a cause
A fragile chain that never
Seems to pause
But what was first?
The beginning of all
The quiet question that makes the bravest fall
We trace the line back into the dark
Searching the place where it all could start

All is one
The circle's complete
Every point on infinity
Is the seat
Return your mind to the silent source
Feel the pulse so pure and sweet
All is one
All is one

Maybe there's an Absolute beyond our laws
No story before it, no hidden cause
Always existing, the ground of all things
The space where we rest, where the true song sings
Or is it just a circle going on and on
Endless motion from dusk until dawn

All is one
The circle's complete
Every point on infinity
Is the seat
Return your mind to the silent source
Feel the pulse so pure and sweet
All is one
All is one
All is one
All is one

If we don't accept this, what can we say?
An infinite chain with no start to the day
But infinity has no beginning you see
So we return to where we're meant to be

All is one
The circle's complete
Every point on infinity
Is the seat
Return your mind to the silent source
Feel the pulse so pure and sweet
All is one
All is one

Return to the source
Feel the pulse
All is one
All is one

Liquid State

In this world, every effect has a cause
A fragile chain that never seems to pause
But what was first, the beginning of all?
The quiet question that makes the bravest fall

We trace the line back into the dark
Searching the place where it all could start

All is One, the circle's complete
Every point on infinity is the seat
Return your mind to the silent source
Feel the pulse so pure and sweet
All is One… All is One…

Maybe there's an Absolute beyond our laws
No story before it, no hidden cause
Always existing, the ground of all things
The space where we rest, where the true song sings

Or is it just a circle going on and on?
Endless motion from dusk until dawn

All is One, the circle's complete
Every point on infinity is the seat
Return your mind to the silent source
Feel the pulse so pure and sweet
All is One… All is One…

If we don't accept this, what can we say?
An infinite chain with no start to the day
But infinity has no beginning, you see
So we return to where we're meant to be

All is One, the circle's complete
Every point on infinity is the seat
Return your mind to the silent source
Feel the pulse so pure and sweet
You are the pulse...
All is One… All is One…

Return to the source…
Feel the pulse…
All is One…  

Grounded Flow

In this world... every effect has a cause.
A fragile chain... never seems to pause.
But what was first... the start of it all?
That quiet question... makes even the brave fall.

We trace the line... back into the dark.
Searching the place... where it all could start.

All is One... the circle's complete.
Every point... is infinity's seat.
Return your mind... to the silent source.
Feel the pulse... so pure and deep.
All is One... All is One...

Maybe there's an Absolute... beyond our laws.
No story before it... no hidden cause.
Always existing... the ground of all things.
The space where we rest... where the true song sings.

Or is it just... a circle going on and on?
Endless motion... from dusk until dawn.

All is One... the circle's complete.
Every point... is infinity's seat.
Return your mind... to the silent source.
Feel the pulse... so pure and deep.
All is One... All is One...

If we don't accept this... what can we say?
An infinite chain... with no start to the day.
But infinity... has no beginning, you see.
So we return... where we're meant to be.

All is One... the circle's complete.
Every point... is infinity's seat.
Return your mind... to the silent source.
Feel the pulse... so pure and deep.
All is One... All is One...

Return... to the source...
Feel... the pulse...
All... is One...