I sing of Power, and Faith A Sonnet of Pure A Hymn to the Spirits of Freedom and And Gods 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 Winds of Stung by the of Hate I'm in Power, I'm Rising Unchained this a Vow All that I tell you now I may be Bloody, but I am unbowed I am the Hour, Season and Day Phantom of Dark your Demons, Hunger and Spirit of Impurity Ravaged by Fire, stripped and Torn the World that I know I'll never cry out, or kneel I am the King of my Soul Stung by the of Wrath Blinded by I'm in Power, I'm Unchained All I tell you now as a Sacred Vow I may be Bloody, but I am [THE Die, fall on your Sword, on your knees Die like Son to his tree Die by my Hand, die by my Right on Site, defile Die, on your Sword, fall on your Die in the Sun nailed to these Die by my Hand, die in my Heart Flung from the Heights, forever I of Power, Magick and Might A Sonnet of Pure A to the Fearless, the Savage, the Brave The Spirit of our Total my debts, tally my sins, each offence on my Scroll I'll alter the course of my Steele, I am the of my Soul Lashed by the of Fate by the Gods of Hate I'm in Power through Murdering Rain than Faith allows Braver than Hero's My Head is Bloody, but I am I AM POWER, ! ! ! ! ! ! !