I'm smiling in the face of my enemies

Painted in blood in front of the bull

I'm making a point of standing tall and great

Because for once I want to wield the sword and shield

I want to be the architect of my fate

I want to bade farewell my regrets

No more of losing and being second best

I can only try and use what's within me

I can only be as good as I can be 

I can't listen anymore to a conscience flailing

I can't take the advice of my friends, they're failing

I'm defined by what I choose to be defined by

I'm reaching for something greater, to stand in the sky

I'm biting at the cage door tearing the metal

Though I know it's hopeless, they won't contain me forever

Stuck in a hole but scorching the earth

My phantoms and demons to die

I celebrate being stronger, a rebirth

Another hope to set my self free

Another chance to rise and claim back destiny

In the darkness and the black I marshall my senses

No longer clouded by fear, and steel my defences 

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