Aut Vincere Aut Mori

Behold I stand alone, as an army of one And none but myself are my companions No one but I comprehends this manifest of perfection I held their hands but in the end it's a battle of one And all shall know that my wit is the best of all weapons And their bloodshed will be the utmost of all my rewards Vincere I close my eyes The same image appears in my head Lord of all plagues: "conquer!" Alone I stand Either to conquer or die With no one; fearless Save us from ourselves Free us from their lies Save us from ourselves Free us from their lies Either to conquer or die Either to conquer or die Either to conquer or die Either to conquer or die Either to conquer or die So break these chains Forever bound Under the blade his words meant nothing He begged and prayed to be forgiven Under the blade his words meant nothing He begged and prayed to be forgiven Save us from ourselves Free us from their lies Save us Either to conquer or die