Triumph - Saul Williams

The triumph of love is in the victory

The triumph of fear is in defeat

The triumph of will is over mystery

The triumph of heart is in the beat

And I feel bad, I feel bad

I feel conquered

I feel sad

When I think of

All the ones

Who may not know

Just what I have

When I feel love

The soldier who marches for the victory

Will measure his triumph in defeat

The triumph of war is over history

The soldier keeps marching to the beat

And I feel bad, I feel bad

I feel conquered

I feel sad

When I think of

All the ones

Who may not know

Just what I have

When I feel love

Trust immeasurable

Trust inside the room

Love inside the core

Love all in this world

Trust immeasurable

Trust inside the room

That we’re fighting for

Love inside the core

What we’re fighting for

Love is at the door