Fortune favors the brave,
but my Saviour has been named,
King of the Kings,
the One residing in the sky,
Gives me reason to die,
my vision is high,
But you ask me why,
I say Why not?
And you say O My God!!!
I gotta rinse myself with my blood,
In order to be forgiven
Not like all but,
This mortal wants to make it even,
The Good die young,
Its true, you know where I m from,
I have been chosen,
Yes, I m the one*
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