Never turn tail. When darkness wins,
brightness must yield—for a time.
Like a wounded lion, strike forwards
while clawing backwards—
until balance is restored.
Let any stragglers perish.
All power to the rear-guard fighters.
brightness must yield—for a time.
Like a wounded lion, strike forwards
while clawing backwards—
until balance is restored.
Let any stragglers perish.
All power to the rear-guard fighters.
