MANIFESTATION

THE MIND ON THE JOURNEY OF SELF

I AM NOT WHO YOU THINK I AM

I AM NOT WHO YOU SAY I AM

I AM NOT WHO YOU WISH ME TO BE

I AM ONLY WHAT THERE IS TO BE

FROM BLOODSHED TO WOUNDS BLED

THERE'S NO SAFE HAVEN IF I WERE TO LOSE MY HEAD

BATTLE-BORN OR BATTLE-BRED

SOLDIER OR CANNONFODDER

WHAT YOU MIGHT BE MATTERS NOT, WHEN FACING ME ALL SHALL BOW

I AM THE SWORD, I AM THE STEEL, AND I AM WITHOUT REMORSE

BROTHERS I KILL AND SONS I SLAY

MOTHERS I TAKE AND FATHERS I BREAK

THE PASSING OF TIME CANNOT DULL MY BLADE OR STOP MY REIGN

I KILL AND MAIM, PILLAGE AND PLUNDER

AS NATURE CALLS, SO AM I THE NATURE OF REALITY

I TAKE WHAT I WANT AND GIVE NOTHING BACK

I TAKE WHAT YOU LOVE AND KEEP WHAT YOU LACK

STRENGTH IS ALL THAT MATTERS, WITHOUT IT YOU WILL BE DEVOURED

HONOR HAS NO MEANING AND PRIDE IS FUTILE

AS YOU REACH THE END YOU REALIZE THE FOLLY OF YOUR WAYS

ONE CANNOT DEFEAT WHAT IS INFINITE

MAN CANNOT FIGHT THE WIND, OR RECALL THE WAVES OF SOCIETIES STORMS