作词 : Holmes, MacKintosh
I could not care less for so many things
Tales of your distress and what tomorrow brings
Alluring you on sight, 
I'd harbor my delight
You could not care for what tune sorrow sings
In this battle of ages
A breath of fire would light your pilot
Are you soul courageous?
A breath of life would make you maybe, see
You bring me to the ground
You bring me to the ground
Victory's in vain unless one knows the score
Inner peace reclines in place the bitter scorn
Spirit maketh man always at hand
But spirit fails to save the ones worth waiting for
In this battle of ages
A breath of fire would light your pilot
Are you soul courageous?
A breath of life would make you maybe, see
You bring me to the ground
You bring me to the ground
In this battle of ages
A breath of fire would light your pilot
Are you soul courageous?
A breath of life would make you maybe, see
In this battle of ages
You bring me to the ground
In this battle of ages
You bring me to the ground
In this battle of ages
You bring me to the ground
In this battle of ages
You bring me to the ground