Across the deep dark hills of reckless youth
The flat of land expands beyond the sky
Await the reap of cultivated fruits
There, where the purpose of empty souls lie.

Poised and alert for battles yet to come--
Lead on to victory in times of need
Fall not in the trap and mistakes of some
When chanced to be tempted against your creed.


For your purpose is the life of your soul
And when you obtain conviction and tools
You lie in wait, poised with complete control
Power--priced above the price of precious jewels.

You are the driver of your destiny
You control what you can and cannot be.