It is the key to all the doors,
   it is the crashing on the shores.
   it lives in your steering wheel.
   it hides in the wind and rain,
   with voices as cold as steel
   it's calling your name
   it is the smile upon his face
   it is the winning of the race.
   it lives in the red-alert.
   it lives in the power game
   it's easy to take to heart
   but harder to tame
   this is the nature of the beast
   (this is the nature)
   this is the nature of the beast
   (this is the nature)
   without all this heat
   they'll be dancing west to east
   this is the nature of the beast
   it is the glowing in his eyes
   it is the reason for his lies
   how many know you're there
   how many play your game
   he's always the man to dare
   you're always to blame
   it is the need to understand
   it is the trigger in his hand
   it lives in the uniform
   it grows from the need to gain
   with faces so old and torn
   it's calling your name
   this is the nature of the beast
   (this is the nature)
   this is the nature of the beast
   (this is the nature)
   without all this heat
   they'll be dancing west to east
   this is the nature of the beast.