Invictus

Unconquered. Life is born of agony's strain Manifested in suffering Most live crippled by fear, I'd rather walk it off on bloody stumps until I've bled dry Yeah, we're all gonna die. You brand it a crisis I name it an honour To face what arises To remain unconquered. All the worst that I feared has come to pass And despair is in an endless supply I dug my way to bottom of the bloody truth Buried beneath a spotless lie I'm sworn to stay the course that I alone have chosen Because we're all gonna die. I'm cauterized I'm gonna heat the blade I'm gonna ride this pain. Unconquered. Life's a fatal disease without a cure but as it kills me I'll stare right in it's eye. There's no way out I'm sworn to stay the course that I alone have chosen So how will you die? There's no way out. Unconquered.