I will win this fight,

seen that all before;

all that suffering

and blood on the floor.

I am not afraid,

I’ll tell you no lies.

I will find my way,

I will improvise.

I know it will hurt,

I will feel the pain.

Suffering’s a choice,

a switch in the brain.

And this is the truth,

before you are dead:

victories, defeats,

it’s all in your head.