"the mem'ries of mine own past gath'r
waging war on mine own mental
driving the chariots of guilt
with arrows of deceit raineth
as the hurlyburly begins,
t gets quite
in a battlefield of dark
with pure might as mine own ally
i standeth with the army of new
the myself i nev'r kneweth
the one that's madeth true
through the baring of loseth screws
the foe thickens
i shaketh, i vision
i defend,
oh how i defend
in the endeth
i taketh triumph
through the repetitive hurlyburly
of mine own hist'ry"
