A man can have anything, if he is willing to sacrifice With your birth, comes a solem vow You will have nothing, your privilege is the dirt In the darkness, only ambition will guide you The oaths you swear, the promises you make, They are yours, alone. Your freedom, will be the wars you wage Your birthright, the losses you suffer Your entitlement, the pain you endure And when darkness finds you, you will face it, alone.