Mind Unconquered - Ancient Rites

Life is not a bed of roses

Wise words, most will admit

Struggles, ordeals in small or heavy doses

Final result: decay in a pit

From the Cradle to the Grave — THE POWER OF THE WILL

From the Cradle to the Grave — WILLPOWER!

From the Cradle to the Grave — MIND UNCONQUERED

From the Cradle to the Grave — SOUL INVICTUS!

How trivial matters indeed can appear

Some cling on to causes, others pray in fear, or think not

From the Cradle to the Grave — THE POWER OF THE WILL

From the Cradle to the Grave — WILLPOWER!

From the Cradle to the Grave — MIND UNCONQUERED

From the Cradle to the Grave — SOUL INVICTUS!

The human intellect, a blessing or a curse

Finding inner strenght, turn pain into gain

Important is one fought, even if in vain

Knowledge, no matter, is relevant to me

Yet no peace of mind offered, no man totally free

Cultivating self-pity is a way I do detest

Face life, face death, is life but a mere test?

How trivial matters indeed can appear

Some cling on to causes, others pray in fear, or think not

From the Cradle to the Grave — THE POWER OF THE WILL

From the Cradle to the Grave — WILLPOWER!

From the Cradle to the Grave — MIND UNCONQUERED

From the Cradle to the Grave — SOUL INVICTUS!

Rest assured, solitary minds find no rest

Alliances few, lone path, but what is best?

The mind blank, the soul of a sheep?

Rather walk the path of the Wolf, Soul will not weep

From the Cradle to the Grave!

From the Cradle to the Grave!

Struggles, ordeals in small or heavy doses

Final result: decay in a pit

MIND POWER!

MIND POWER!