I sing of Power, Magick and A of Pure Victory A Hymn to the Spirits of and Grace And whichever Gods may be . . . Manacled, Beaten, and Burned from the Light of the Goal I'll never falter, stumble or to the strength of my Soul Lashed by the of Fate Stung by the of Hate I'm in Power, I'm Rising Unchained Call a Sacred Vow All that I you now I may be Bloody, but I am I am Power the Hour, Season and Day of Dark Misery your Demons, Hunger and Hate of Impurity Ravaged by Fire, and enslaved Torn from the World I know I'll never cry out, buckle or I am the King of my Soul Stung by the Gods of by Circumstance I'm in Power, I'm Rising All that I you now Sure as a Vow I may be Bloody, but I am [THE Die, fall on your Sword, fall on knees Die your Son to his tree Die by my Hand, die by my on this Site, Vultures Die, fall on Sword, fall on knees Die in the Sun nailed to these Die by my Hand, die in my Heart from the Heights, forever fall I of Power, Magick and Might A of Pure Victory A to the Fearless, the Savage, the Brave The of our Liberty Total my debts, my sins, charge each offence on my Scroll I'll alter the course of my Steele, I am the King of my by the Winds of Fate Stung by the Gods of I'm Rising in Power Murdering Rain Stronger than allows than Hero's Vows My Head is Bloody, but I am I AM POWER, ! ! ! ! ! ! !