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You once believed, many years ago
That you determine your own fate
That only your free will matters
Chosen by no gods

Wherever your path may lead you
You alone steer your steps
To be the master of your own life
Never to let go of the scepter

You wanted to be the hammer and not the anvil
To forge your own happiness
And thought you had alone
Written the story of your life

Everything you set out to do
Should always succeed for you
No enemy could ever defeat you
You always managed to escape danger

People look up to you
The world should lie at your feet
All your deeds will testify
You will never bow to fate!

But when the hour of death approaches
You look back into the past
It seems as if you were always blind
Did not see what was always predetermined

You believed you could freely decide
Which path to take next
At the end of life you see the proof
All paths always lead in circles

You have dared much and won everything
Have not shied away from any deed
Nothing remains for you, everything is taken
When death finally strikes you down

You cannot escape fate
It is always the same for everyone
You too will face death
Your life's path ends in his realm

But the story of your life
Will always be written in blood
The only choice you will ever make
Will always be whether it's your own