Let the hand of fate come down on me let the wild wind blow and let the spirit run free and if the tables turn and the illusion shatters I'll put my head in the sand, my dreams in tatters You can walk outside, turn left or right you can cross the street or head off into the night and if the fire burns and the heart beats true you can ride the tiger before the tiger rides you and if you think that it might be too late and if you think that love won't conquer hate is this the hand of fate I see a hero up with his h**ne they'd like to change the world but the world's gonna win so they pay lip-service to all the best ideals and they know how frustration feels and if you think that it might be too late and if you think that love won't conquer hate is this the hand of fate