(Composição: Paul Stanley, Bob Ezrin) 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 Now compelled by something I cannot see I go forth surrendering to history Your glory, I swear I ride for thee Your power, I trust it rides with me Your servant, I am and ever shall I be Through a dream I have a come 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 A 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?
