Reap and Sow

What can a man do with his dreams lost in terror?
When the good is left behind, and life’s cruel irony is all that’s left to savor?
How can we go on?
How else, but than to go on.
When the stars fall, making our world the passion of fire.
When the walls and stones crumble and crack,
do we panic and tire?
No we fight and take our pride and our grace back.
There is no way to live, than to live and rule your own.
In this world we all must reap what we've sown,
so lay down your best
and let fate craft the rest.