My dreams die;
I do not follow them:
Not like a coward I run,
A soldier I stand, tall
Amidst death and ruin.
Look not up on me
With sympathy-filled eyes;
I ask not for your smiles
Nor your tears I fear,
Think not that I shall fall-
For I'm a Sphinx
That from ashes rises
To live anew.
Not a demon am I,
Yet , like Raktabeeja
I spring forth
A hundred fold stronger
Every time you slay me.
And I shall live
Life after life
Ignoring all pain
Slaying challenges
Invincible warrior
I brandish my sword at life.
I do not follow them:
Not like a coward I run,
A soldier I stand, tall
Amidst death and ruin.
Look not up on me
With sympathy-filled eyes;
I ask not for your smiles
Nor your tears I fear,
Think not that I shall fall-
For I'm a Sphinx
That from ashes rises
To live anew.
Not a demon am I,
Yet , like Raktabeeja
I spring forth
A hundred fold stronger
Every time you slay me.
And I shall live
Life after life
Ignoring all pain
Slaying challenges
Invincible warrior
I brandish my sword at life.
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