Through the darkness of the night,
My soul weary not,
My hope unfading,

Through the storm of the night,
My feet remains steadfast,
My gaze unchanging,

Through the blows and pains,
My head never bows,
My will not broken,
Under the stare and scrutiny of all,
I stand tall, unfazed,
Unmoved by the ill-notion of all,

Through it all,
I keep standing, never falling,

Through it all,
My will' will go and on.

© phantom2ink