It is life, one is taught
When one
Slides down the snake
At 99
Get up again, for
A rout comes before a victory
Pray for the ladders
And brave the serpents
March, one is told
March away, for you shall win
This is the true truth
Truer than the one never told
That your fortunes aren’t yours
To govern
They bow to the whim
Of the capricious dice
When one
Slides down the snake
At 99
Get up again, for
A rout comes before a victory
Pray for the ladders
And brave the serpents
March, one is told
March away, for you shall win
This is the true truth
Truer than the one never told
That your fortunes aren’t yours
To govern
They bow to the whim
Of the capricious dice