| m the captain of my soul.
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| out of the night that covers me.
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| black as the pit from pole to pole.
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| i thank whatever gods may be.
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| out of the night that covers me.
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| black as the pit from pole to pole.
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| i thank whatever gods may be.
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| for my unconquerable soul.
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| invictus.
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| in the fell clutch of circumstance.
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| i have not winced nor cried aloud.
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| in the fell clutch of circumstance.
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| i have not winced nor cried aloud (nor cried aloud).
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| under the bludgeonings of chance.
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| my head is bloody, but unbow'
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| beyond this place of wrath and tears.
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| looms but the horror of the shade.
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| and yet the menace of the years.
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| finds and shall find me unafraid.
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| finds and shall find me unafraid.
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| m the captain of my soul.
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| out of the night that covers me.
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| black as the pit from pole to pole.
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| i thank whatever gods may be.
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| for my unconquerable soul.
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| for my unconquerable soul.
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| beyond this place of wrath and tears.
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| looms but the horror of the shade.
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| and yet the menace of the years.
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| finds and shall find me unafraid.
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| finds and shall find me unafraid.
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| it matters not how strait the gate.
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| how charged with punishments the scroll.
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| i am the master of my fate.
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| i am the captain of my soul |