I walk upon my enemiesÂ
That inflict dread upon me
Their pain is misery a black heart of unjustÂ
Their stings are mere recollection Â
A story already told
Disgusted by their hateÂ
 my true self unfold
Forged by their actionÂ
Fuel by their tongueÂ
Courageous I am never seek, retreat, nor runÂ
I turn their spite into my victorious triumph.Â
















