In the Water Temple, Dark Link was there
And he wasn't evil, he was Link's dark reflection
Did this mean only his dark potential?
But Link's dark already was real enough in him
Did it mean then what he might have been
Or his perfect compliment?
Good for evil, evil for sin
Still had to be conquered, the hard way or the cheap way
With sword and shield or 'Ton hammer and Din
In the Forest Temple, Ganondorf was there
But he wasn't real, he was a false projection
His steed came snorting through the desolate wind
And in case I forget this, maybe I should mention
He seemed lonely, only on the lonely side
But the dark's the sin side that could break our hearts, my child
For Link never had thought about his selfish pride
'Cause it separates him from the ones who might have loved him
His cursed eyes narrowed against the rising tide of oblivion
Ganondorf's cursed eyes narrowed against the rising tide of oblivion
And the night wind at the castle picking up
The night wind was picking up
This life never ends
There's no chance of giving up, only
Getting up again
There's only getting up again
There's only getting up again
Only getting up again