Now finally this question: the mystery
Of whose story it would be
Of who draws the curtain
Who is it that chooses our steps in the dance
Who drives us mad
Lashes us with whips and
Crowns us with victory
When we survive the impossible
Who is it
That does all of these things
Who do we love for the fairy life we live
Who sent monsters to kill us
And at the same time sings that we never die
Who teaches us what’s real
And has a laugh at lies
Who decides why we live and what we’ll die to defend
Who holds the key to set us free?
It’s you
You have all the weapons you need
Now, Fight!