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