Invictus

Unconquerable spirit, true to the power of the mind
No one can oppose your will
Like eagles proudly we soar, with superfluous perception
Only then may we be our own creators
Angry at all lamb souls, with lightening speed, straight at aim we wage war
Take your prey

I shall show you the consummating death
To die before enlightenment which surely be the sword thrust of a hundred enemies
Better to die in battle then squander a great soul
Thus the cold conscience of the true higher man
We would seem as madmen leaving the smoking fires that consume our sacrifices
But then our enemies should choke on the ashes of their own
Defiant and considering, bold and unconquerable