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Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul
Annons
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Anonymous
Sun 24 Oct 2010 22:51
gåshud efter den texten ^^
Boberg
Sun 24 Oct 2010 22:55
Amen skojar du eller. Den är så jävla stenhård. Jag har läst den för mig sjävl flera gånger nu. Så episk.
Anonymous
Sun 24 Oct 2010 22:57
är den relaterad till ngn låt ? och ja den är så hår den kan bli mer eller mindre.
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