Showstopper

Lyrics

Find me, oh find when this birthright was blackened When lightning struck and the storm clouds come over The cracks were appearing before things turned In a moment I'd forgotten I feel the trial, it's mine I burn in this ire All this pride bid goodbye Only matchwood Still so unsure why this path was chosen It's harder and further than first calculations When you know it's not over yet I feel the trial, it's mine I burn in this ire All this pride bid goodbye Only matchwood Matchwood, matchwood, oh Oh, it's a trial and a fight Hear me cry: "It's yours" (It's yours) "And it's mine!" (It's mine) "Oh the fight!" (The fight) "It's yours" (It's yours) "It's mine" (It's mine) "Yours and mine" (It's ours) "Yours and mine!" (It's ours!) Find me, oh find this birthright, it's cursed Oh the lightning struck and the storm hit it's target