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 the 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



You brand it a crisis, I name it an honour

To face what arises, to remain unconquered



I'm cauterized

I'm gonna heat

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

There's no way out

So how will you die?



You brand it a crisis, I name it an honour

To face what arises, to remain unconquered



There's no way out

There's no way out

Unconquered

There's no way out

There's no way out

Unconquered