The word of conscience narrowed by solemn denies
And when the stairs within seems only to reach down
Don't lose hope and don't lose your own ground
If you think, then you are
A lonely person wearing the scar
So wear again that mask of sorrow
Thinking that you have no tomorrow
And I will bring you your hope
Bring you close to the golden rope
Find your world by your will
There is always some ground while going downhill
Its sad that the rules you live by
Aren't the ones by which the world would comply
You are your King and you are your soldier
Your world rests upon your own shoulder.
You can make it or you can break it
But it won't leave you so don't shake it.
Darkness is the worst part you have to fight
But it only makes it worth fighting to see the light.
Ignite, Ignite that flame of courage
It doesn't matter what's your gender, nationality or your age.
Only braving is the opposition is not enough
For all I know they ain't fair they are gonna play rough.
To win you must wish
And swim against the current like the fish
Then fight to make your wish come true
You'll win no matter what the current will do.
Its sad that the rules you live by
Aren't the ones by which the world would comply
You are your King and you are your soldier
Your world rests upon your own shoulder.
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