I refuse to go down with the damned

Should Circumstance entrain me I shall swim against the tide

Let my conscience not rest at the thought that at least I tried

I refuse to go down with the damned. 

 

I refuse to succumb to dull despair 

If the thin thread from which I hang comes to break, 

Without a wail, without a tear; quietly the fall I'll take.

I refuse to succumb to dull despair.

 

I refuse to lose myself along the way.

If at the end of the road the payment required is that of my soul

I shall turn my back on a lifetimes's dream and gladly lose it all

I refuse to lose myself along the way. 

 

I refuse to be a Chance's fool

My fortune rests in my hands; til a time comes that it'll not 

Then I shall do what I must; die of my own hand if I ought 

I refuse to be a Chance's fool.