Invictus

Our wisdom is the raving of fools

Our knowledge is partial and full of holes

What can you offer me that I could never lose?

This is my offering

A sacrifice you must choose

Die to yourself

This sacrifice you must choose

This sacrifice you must choose This sacrifice you must choose

I am called to stand and be counted among the victorious dead

When self was laid aside, I became more than I had been

And on the day I die, I rise to walk again

I am called to stand and be counted among the victorious dead

Crucified to the flesh I am bound in, I am the victorious dead

Selflessness breeds fearlessness

To face our lives, our death, or anything

It's all the same

I am called to stand and be counted among the victorious dead

Crucified to the flesh I am bound in, I am the victorious dead