Lyrics

"Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed" There are countless ways to enrage To give in to despair There are endless ways to forsake And have a curse There are myriad forms to cherish life Veiled and concealed Deep down beneath your despair Yearning to breathe In the end you have to decide What to think and to feel In thе end you have to decidе To bear a grudge Or shine a light The fragility of life Is crushing you Mortality and finitude Are changing you There are countless ways to loathe To revel in bitterness There are countless ways to lose heart And indulge in grief There are myriad forms to cherish life Veiled and concealed Deep down beneath your despair Yearning to breathe In the end you have to decide What to think and to feel In the end you have to decide To bear a grudge Or shine a light "I am the master of my fate I am the captain of my soul" "And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid" "I am the master I am the master (of my fate)" *Quotations from the poem Invictus by William Ernest Henley