This flesh and blood body,
makes me a somebody.
It has many strengths and weaknesses,
gives into many earthly stresses.
It lives and it dies,
sometimes laughs and cries.

You can kill my body dead,
my mental strength will still lead.
In my heart and soul of armored steel,
lies a super strong force of will.
I don't lay down and die easy,
when life attacks me sleazy.

When I'm dead and gone from here,
my spirit will still soar without fear.
If you defeat this body of meat,
watchout, you'll soon feel my souls heat.
There will be hell to pay,
be prepared for a storming melee.

G