In my life I wonder
What am I hanging on to?
What thread is there that remains,
that I grip so tight?
I go through many troubles and pain,
So what is it that keeps me sane?
What thought of hope, what furious drive?
I often do wonder,
Why do I bother to struggle?
What am I fighting for?
But the reason, I have found, is really very plain to see
I fight for Death and Glory
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