ascenseur pour l’échafaud

strike no drum for me
nor pray for my immortal soul
for on my own volition
I step on this scaffold
as I have lived as have we all
with that we’ve won or lost
and to us comes the reckoning
so ask not what the cost
if I can say the scales tipped not
towards the darker plate
then as the mortal blade is dropped
I’ll question not my fate.

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