Into the valley of death the sprint started.
You don’t want to be here it’s well guarded.
In this place life cannot be stalk’d.
But now the hell jaws are opened.
Into the valley of death the sprint started.
Listen carefully my dear,
Life cannot be easy here,
If you go you disappear,
Let me borrow your ear,
And listen my dear.
Hey you my dear reader,
You are not your self’s leader,
It is a thousand degrees heater,
to your heart beats it is a speeder,
Into the valley of death the sprint started.
My dear friend it is hubris,
Read history and see what happened to Brutus,
Everyone who acts like that is useless,
You’ll think it is all about ambitious.
In the end of the day it is hubris.
This is an insubstantial world.
The valley is the master,
And you’ll say no word
You’ll be trapped in there,
you will not be heard
Two options, duty or hubris, and no third.


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