Commander, I yearn to be great. What will become my fate?
I Crack the fire, whip the beast, ride the stallion! Burn, burn, the burning rage that drives me.
Oh Sea, sea, never mind the endless depths of my despair. Of the unknown I did fear, oh my folly! I shall rise like the Phoenix out of this fire… My muscles carry me, surge with tornados and tsunamis, they thunder with an endless pounding dullness. Will they tear away from me? Commander?
Master my abilities, let me focus, I yearn for Greatness. Take me there. Impatient and hungry voices bite me, tell me, that ‘Tis not over yet – Greatness beckons thee. Push. Hold fast. ‘Tis favoured you, who over the rest, bleeds to be the best. ‘Tis not over my brother. Pain is but temporary. Earn the endurance of character, Earn the success, Earn the quality of your determination.
Keep going, keep driving forward. Make your fate. When it’s over, for this is inevitable, will you be great?
‘Tis what he said.