I sing of Power, Magick and A Sonnet of Pure A Hymn to the Spirits of Freedom and And whichever there may be . . . Manacled, Beaten, and Cast from the Light of the Goal never falter, stumble or kneel Thanks to the of my Soul Lashed by the of Fate Stung by the of Hate I'm in Power, I'm Rising Call this a Sacred Vow All that I you now I may be Bloody, but I am unbowed I am the Hour, Season and Day Phantom of Misery your Demons, Hunger and Hate Spirit of Ravaged by Fire, and enslaved Torn from the World that I I'll never cry out, buckle or I am the King of my Soul Stung by the of Wrath by Circumstance I'm in Power, I'm Rising All that I you now as a Sacred Vow I may be Bloody, but I am [THE Die, fall on your Sword, fall on knees Die like Son nailed to his Die by my Hand, die by my Right on Site, defile Die, fall on Sword, on your knees Die in the Sun nailed to trees Die by my Hand, die in my Heart Flung from the Heights, fall I of Power, and Might A Sonnet of Pure Victory A to the Fearless, the Savage, the Brave The of our Liberty Total my debts, tally my sins, charge each on my I'll never alter the course of my Steele, I am the King of my by the Winds of Fate Stung by the of Hate I'm Rising in Power Murdering Rain than Faith allows Braver than Hero's My Head is Bloody, but I am I AM POWER, ! ! ! ! ! ! !