there's wind in this soul
and it's catching up.
told i'm built to run
with the best of them.
a times a 'comin'
with bright lightning speed.
i'm born for greatness
from even the seed.
catch fire o my soul
fan the wind for flame
comfort all this change
make me feel again
running o running
o i'm taking off
quickness picking up
got nothing on me
nothing can stop me
ah ah i'm so dust
this is comin' quick
bring on this battle
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