Path of the Brave

I'm the creator of my destiny
Even if all falls apart
I am the reason
I am a God
Let the end be a foregone conclusion
Let someday I'll take my last breath
One thing I can determine
It is my path

Why should I be a slave?
What do I get out of this?
I'd rather choose the path of the brave
And get up from my knees

I have the courage to confess my sins
All my mistakes I accept
Daggers under my ribs
Won't let me forget
I broke the chains of humility
And give sense of my life
Now I define my reality
And carry my cross high

Why should I be a slave?
What do I get out of this?
I'd rather choose the path of the brave
And get up from my knees

Pray for forgiveness of all trespasses
Chastise the body whipping oneself
Discipline penance
In fear of hell
Self-mortification
For the sake of salvation
Destructive logic took control
You'll never save your soul

Why should I be a slave?
What do I get out of this?
I'd rather choose the path of the brave
And get up from my knees

Get up from my knees
Get up from my knees
Get up from my knees