Origin: Mine
(music, lyrics and performance by Midas)

Brushing the night from my waking eye
whispering, "this is a good day to die"
day begins - so it begins
racing the sun 'cross the morning sky
never wondering, questioning why
but a whipser, carried on the wind

Ancient in days - young in time
the spirit of our ancestral lives
willing to fight - to live and die
for this is ours, this one new world

So say what you will - you will
I'm taking it all this time
I'll be what I will I will
it's an origin: mine