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RESURRECTION OF A HEROE: CHORUS: Far from comparison, far from fear. Failure part of the journey; shed no tears. Man...do... the best you can do. Talents in your hand's only for you. No body cares...what you goes through; When you succeed, people comes to you. But...when... it's opposite, That's left for you. But you've made a name. Resurrected heroe in the hall of fame. VERSE 1: A sentient ideation to attain a aim; Looking through a spectacle in a darkest cave. Conjugate of complex apparatus to place a counterclaim. First was a voyage sprung from a crave; Assimilating knowledge to understand every ballgame, Practical analysis opted with brave. Very natural stomaching every little shame; Focused on success whiles distraction's dropped in the grave. Every chastiser spitting strong flame, But the expeditioner is already in the enclave. Lantern of faith leading him always into hall of fame; Treasure seeker far away moving in safe, Knowledge being power, he cares 'bout no maim. Too zealous setting up historical pave; No way abdicating any life reality game, No absolute condition stands before him to stave. The marplot sit all night on bed to exclaim, As kibitzing's kept making him or her a victimised slave. Legends statistics actually determining who's made name. Proud warlords boasting of close shave, Mammoth of wannabes dwindled as they declaim, Uniformist gangs seeking to be saved, The confused fighting for rename, And the resurrected heroe once again set a repave; Yeah, honoured again into the hall of fame, And no one can have him depraved. CHORUS: Far from comparison, far from fear. Failure part of the journey; shed no tears. Man...do... the best you can do. Talents in your hand's only for you. No body cares...what you goes through; When you succeed, people comes to you. But...when... it's opposite, That's left for you. But you've made a name. Resurrected heroe in the hall of fame. VERSE 2: Prolificated conversationalist's entrapped with menace; Rivals seeking the mastered Jack pass out in furnace, Hitmen trooping in and out to remove his preface. Gun in a hand triggered by an accomplice, Strict obloquy and murder they want to accomplish. Complex strategies calibrated to cause a refurbish, As top banana can't stop aughing at these opportunists; Chatty Chatty, they speak rubbish, And they act amateurish. Humble star alive is totally astonished; He's competing with no one as an optimist, Yet they want use dry guillotine to violate his humbleness. Persuasive cajolery can't intimidate their formidable opponent; Rock of gebralter created with integral component, Power and steadiness making him outstanding proponent. Even after they've given critics grease payments, The critics still uphold and kowtow before him as the greatest. He's grounded in missleproof to prevent blisters, And the haters are busted and extremely blustered. Yep, spectators got the truth factored; The resurrected heroe is warmly ushered, At the hall of fame his feet are finely dusted, And casted as admirers prefered. CHORUS : Far from comparison, far from fear. Failure part of the journey; shed no tears. Man...do... the best you can do. Talents in your hand's only for you. No body cares...what you goes through; When you succeed, people comes to you. But...when... it's opposite, That's left for you. But you've made a name. Resurrected heroe in the hall of fame. VERSE 3: Vicarious interest of verisimilitude; Simple prospection placed under exactitude. Self-motivation drawn from solitude; Foremost champion sages easily understood, The source of his gushed inspirations has him enstooled. Back and forth all his traitors he's withstood. Hot potatoes crewed up absurdly into two, Just to frustrate and cause him to be confused; Evil agendas they team up to execute, Against this man who's soughted for an interview. Game changer whose lifestyle's overviewed, And whose biograph's read with interlude, Is a humanised gamergate whose achievement's a certitude. Par for the course; always enthused. A resurrected heroe so discreet in his shoe, Empower learners and hates to rebuke. In the hall of fame, everybody testifies he's good. CHORUS: Far from comparison, far from fear. Failure part of the journey; shed no tears. Man...do... the best you can do. Talents in your hand's only for you. No body cares...what you goes through; When you succeed, people comes to you. But...when... it's opposite, That's left for you. But you've made a name. Resurrected heroe in the hall of fame. Far from comparison, far from fear. Failure part of the journey; shed no tears. Man...do... the best you can do. Talents in your hand's only for you. No body cares...what you goes through; When you succeed, people comes to you. But...when... it's opposite, That's left for you. But you've made a name. Resurrected heroe in the hall of fame.

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RESURRECTION OF A HEROE: CHORUS: Far from comparison, far from fear. Failure part of the journey; shed no tears. Man...do... the best you can do. Talents in your hand's only for you. No body cares...what you goes through; When you succeed, people comes to you. But...when... it's opposite, That's left for you. But you've made a name. Resurrected heroe in the hall of fame. VERSE 1: A sentient ideation to attain a aim; Looking through a spectacle in a darkest cave. Conjugate of complex apparatus to place a counterclaim. First was a voyage sprung from a crave; Assimilating knowledge to understand every ballgame, Practical analysis opted with brave. Very natural stomaching every little shame; Focused on success whiles distraction's dropped in the grave. Every chastiser spitting strong flame, But the expeditioner is already in the enclave. Lantern of faith leading him always into hall of fame; Treasure seeker far away moving in safe, Knowledge being power, he cares 'bout no maim. Too zealous setting up historical pave; No way abdicating any life reality game, No absolute condition stands before him to stave. The marplot sit all night on bed to exclaim, As kibitzing's kept making him or her a victimised slave. Legends statistics actually determining who's made name. Proud warlords boasting of close shave, Mammoth of wannabes dwindled as they declaim, Uniformist gangs seeking to be saved, The confused fighting for rename, And the resurrected heroe once again set a repave; Yeah, honoured again into the hall of fame, And no one can have him depraved. CHORUS: Far from comparison, far from fear. Failure part of the journey; shed no tears. Man...do... the best you can do. Talents in your hand's only for you. No body cares...what you goes through; When you succeed, people comes to you. But...when... it's opposite, That's left for you. But you've made a name. Resurrected heroe in the hall of fame. VERSE 2: Prolificated conversationalist's entrapped with menace; Rivals seeking the mastered Jack pass out in furnace, Hitmen trooping in and out to remove his preface. Gun in a hand triggered by an accomplice, Strict obloquy and murder they want to accomplish. Complex strategies calibrated to cause a refurbish, As top banana can't stop aughing at these opportunists; Chatty Chatty, they speak rubbish, And they act amateurish. Humble star alive is totally astonished; He's competing with no one as an optimist, Yet they want use dry guillotine to violate his humbleness. Persuasive cajolery can't intimidate their formidable opponent; Rock of gebralter created with integral component, Power and steadiness making him outstanding proponent. Even after they've given critics grease payments, The critics still uphold and kowtow before him as the greatest. He's grounded in missleproof to prevent blisters, And the haters are busted and extremely blustered. Yep, spectators got the truth factored; The resurrected heroe is warmly ushered, At the hall of fame his feet are finely dusted, And casted as admirers prefered. CHORUS : Far from comparison, far from fear. Failure part of the journey; shed no tears. Man...do... the best you can do. Talents in your hand's only for you. No body cares...what you goes through; When you succeed, people comes to you. But...when... it's opposite, That's left for you. But you've made a name. Resurrected heroe in the hall of fame. VERSE 3: Vicarious interest of verisimilitude; Simple prospection placed under exactitude. Self-motivation drawn from solitude; Foremost champion sages easily understood, The source of his gushed inspirations has him enstooled. Back and forth all his traitors he's withstood. Hot potatoes crewed up absurdly into two, Just to frustrate and cause him to be confused; Evil agendas they team up to execute, Against this man who's soughted for an interview. Game changer whose lifestyle's overviewed, And whose biograph's read with interlude, Is a humanised gamergate whose achievement's a certitude. Par for the course; always enthused. A resurrected heroe so discreet in his shoe, Empower learners and hates to rebuke. In the hall of fame, everybody testifies he's good. CHORUS: Far from comparison, far from fear. Failure part of the journey; shed no tears. Man...do... the best you can do. Talents in your hand's only for you. No body cares...what you goes through; When you succeed, people comes to you. But...when... it's opposite, That's left for you. But you've made a name. Resurrected heroe in the hall of fame. Far from comparison, far from fear. Failure part of the journey; shed no tears. Man...do... the best you can do. Talents in your hand's only for you. No body cares...what you goes through; When you succeed, people comes to you. But...when... it's opposite, That's left for you. But you've made a name. Resurrected heroe in the hall of fame.