Verse 1 I stand before the storm begins, The wind may howl, the night grow thin. But I won't run, I won’t pretend— I ask myself before the end: Chorus Is this within my power? Is this the rightful way? I won’t be ruled by impulse, Or led by fear today. I’ll train like winter’s coming, Hold fast, sincere, and true— The first two things before I move: What’s right, and what I choose. Verse 2 The world may press, demand, and pull, But noise won’t shake a mind that’s full Of clarity and tempered will, A heart prepared, a voice made still. (Chorus) Is this within my power? Is this the rightful way? I won’t be ruled by impulse, Or led by fear today. I’ll train like winter’s coming, Hold fast, sincere, and true— The first two things before I move: What’s right, and what I choose. Bridge No fate can bend a soul awake, No rush can break the ground I stake. For I have learned before I fight, To ask if I’m aligned with right. Final Chorus Is this within my power? Is this the rightful way? I act with calm conviction, I walk the Stoic way. Prepared like ancient warriors, With virtue as my proof— The first two things before I move: What’s right, and what I choose.
