Pride Resteered

As great as I am Please bear my pride Can't live out with it Mean,can't live without it Stricken Down Like a puppet in the puppeteer's Like nothing, as a musketeers crawling with blood smeared,pain in arrears So risen,looking at the battle ground,bare Swore,never to again fall,there Walking as swords saw men off into two, and into tombs Never touched, I was proud Evidence of a strength,they suspect So men opened the way,all around Crawling dead,battered with wounds, even groaned and rolled away,aside for a great So I stepped,Never felt this So honored,Crown,none,eternal furlough So maybe, Pride is a belief That you are who you are not, So I choose,resteering the steer,remembering of she that fell,the titanic who God couldn't fall, but struck, so falls To make up and to believe So since then ,in honour, was received