Invictus Lyrics - Ancient Rites

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. 

Invictus! Invictus! 

I have not winced nor cried aloud 

Invictus! 

My head is bloody, but unbowed 

Invictus! 

I am the master of my fate 

I am the captain of my soul 

In the fell clutch of circumstance 

I have not winced nor cried aloud 

Under the bludgeonings of chance 

My head is bloody, but unbowed. 

It matters not how strait the gate, 

I am the master of my fate