The beast of pride has awoken in me Tremble now for my rage knows no bounds And though my limbs, they tremble with fatigue And throbbing pain battles my desire I invoke the fur within And hold fast to my iron will And though you stand before me I will know thee not Of fear and fury, fear and fury I'm possessed Odds insurmountable I face Drowning in a flood of fear Visions of mortality and loss The craven cancer consumes The bards they speak of heroes pure Who stand up tall and conquer fear Invincible, in thought and deed The calm amid the ebb and flow Trust not in hope for it, is a dangerous thing Dare not to dream for shattered hope devastates Believe in the toil which has prepared you for this day Put bridle to rage, nerve and skill will see you safe In my mind's eye, I recall All that I have known I reflect upon the legend of he who stood alone Summon Cu Chulainn's spirit, so I may make it home