[The Movie] Invictus

Invictus 
                               william Ernest Henley(1849-1903)

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as a pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever Gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how straight the gate,
How charged with punishements the scroll,
I am the Master of my Fate
I am the Captain of my Soul.