Ancient Rites - Mind Unconquered lyrics

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 d**h, 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 a**ured, 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!