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