I do not always come out on top,
though I give it my damndest every time anyways,
knowling full well the risks...
Yet I trudge on through the cross fire and raining apocolypse and death falling around me,
Yet I trudge on through the pain and the strife, yet I trudge on
Through love and joy,
Knowing there's allways something waiting,
A lesson to be learned in this life...
...Or the next.