I of Power, Magick and Faith A Sonnet of Pure A to the Spirits of Freedom and Grace And Gods there may be . . . Manacled, Beaten, and Burned from the Light of the I'll never falter, stumble or kneel Thanks to the of my Soul Lashed by the Winds of Stung by the of Hate I'm in Power, I'm Unchained Call this a Sacred Vow All that I you now I may be Bloody, but I am unbowed I am the Hour, Season and Day Phantom of Misery your Demons, Hunger and Hate Spirit of Ravaged by Fire, stripped and from the World that I know I'll never cry out, buckle or I am the King of my Soul Stung by the of Wrath by Circumstance I'm in Power, I'm Rising All I tell you now Sure as a Vow I may be Bloody, but I am GODHEAD:] Die, fall on your Sword, on your knees Die like Son to his tree Die by my Hand, die by my Right on Site, defile Die, on your Sword, fall on knees Die in the Sun to these trees Die by my Hand, die in my Heart Flung from the Heights, fall I of Power, Magick and Might A Sonnet of Pure A Hymn to the Fearless, the Savage, the The of our Liberty Total my debts, tally my sins, each offence on my Scroll never alter the course of my Steele, I am the King of my Lashed by the Winds of Stung by the Gods of I'm Rising in through Rain Stronger than Faith allows Braver than Hero's Vows My is Bloody, but I am I AM POWER, ! ! ! ! ! ! !