More Than A Warrior

Right here...and right now
Ive started dissecting my inner being  
and my stone cold style...
 of climbing to the top.. I never stop
even when my hands are bleeding and  
I feel like I might drop...
I keep moving.. cause I am more than a soldier
as I look out and over... the horizons of my soul
 
I see pure gold...  
I see a spirit that's learned how to break
the mold... striving for the light
never gets old...
Cause I am  more than a warrior...
So I've been told
 
Yeah I got bruises... from chasing  after too many  
demonic muses in the form of A smile and biceps
I was once a closet nympho.. as quiet as that secret's
been kept..  
 
Yet I'm... still on my grind... cause I changed my mind
No longer does my flesh get the best of me
 
In these latest hours... I use my mental superpowers...
MY INTERNAL  WILL.... IS A BEAST...
 
No longer do the demons get to feast
on the Succulent Soul of me...
See I am MORE THAN A WARRIOR...
I AM MORE than the naked eye can see...
 
That's why I've come back... and in the words of "Jack"
Just wait till they get a load ... of me.