Arena - Pure of Heart

What makes a saint or a sinner?
Some quirk in their DNA code?
They can navigate moral dilemmas
Beyond what mere mortals could hope

To stand when the tide flows against you
To live and die for your views
The whiplash of threats as they scar your flesh
You smile in the sureness of truth

To walk in the path of the angels
To bear and ignore ridicule
What gives them the strength and conviction?
Samaritan, martyr or fool?

I can keep the demons out
They don't own me
I can keep the demons out
Thеy don't know me

Perhaps this is some kind of lеgacy
A gift handed down through the years
A molecule bound by its purity
Again and again it appears

I can keep the demons out
They don't own me
I can keep the demons out
They don't know me

What makes a saint or a sinner?
Some quirk in their DNA code
This question defies explanation
Unless we look deeper
Examine the seeds I have sown

I can keep the demons out
They don't own me
I can keep the demons out
They don't know me

I can keep the demons out
They don't own me
I can keep the demons out
They don't know me