0utofthenightthatcoversme
blackasthepitfromploetoploe as dark as the center of the earth between the poles
ithankwhateverthegodsmaybe
Whatever God is, I'm thankful
formyunconquerablesoul for my unruly soul
inthefellclutchofcircumstance in the ravages of misfortune
ihavenotwincednorcriedaloud
I didn't flinch and I didn't cry
underthebludgeoningsofchance
under the threat of fate
myheadisbloody,butunbowed
I'm scarred, but I won't bow my head
beyondthisplaceofwrathandtears
beyond anger and tears
loomsbutthehorroroftheshade
The shadow of panic looms
andyetthemenaceoftheyears
But the threat of years
finds,andshallfind,meunafraid
found and will find me fearless
itmattersnothowstraitthegate
No matter how narrow the door is
howchargedwithpunishmentsthescroll
Regardless of the doctrinal punishment
i'mthemasterofmyfate i'mthecaptainofmysoul
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