When the reason to live fades
And your stars become blurred
Your vision only sees the sight of furious men
The raging thrive of aggressive foes
Your perception is of hunger and thirst
Of the needs and yearnings unmet
The thorn in your flesh excruciating even to your soul
The feeling of unworthiness a thrust to your heart
Giving you a thousand and one reasons to give up

I hope you stay and fight!
With the last drip of blood left
With the witty grit remaining
You are the breed;
Who don’t fear death
Nor rushes to meet it
You stay and fight
You are both fire and ice
You knows whose you are
And who are you
You’re made in Victory
Stay and fight!
I’ll stay and fight…
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