It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll; I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.
It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll; I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.
I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul.
Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be; For my unconquerable soul.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories