This is a song of immortality, fear and desire. It speaks for itself, and for myself.
Through fire jumped and hardship waded,
a serenity for myself have I created.
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Steel do you fear?
They ask me.
I do not.
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The rack, unnerves you?
They ask me.
It does not.
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The reaper, do you fear?
They ask me.
I do not.
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Fearless are you, or something we do miss?
They ask me.
I am far from.
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Then what rattles your heart?
They ask me.
I go down the stairs and utter:
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Oblivion.
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