Imprisoned by skin, flesh, and bone
The bright mind shall always suffer
To the strong, the weak and the silly
To the good, the bad and the faithless
The end is a compromise
To those who pray and those who curse
To those who know and those who believe
The end is a certainty
Awakened by fire, embers, and ashes
The bright mind shall never waver
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