The Epigone

There's nothing I can say that hasn't already been said

I'm just repeating myself repeating someone else

Equally incapable of uttering a single new thought

Yet you are ever worthy of adoration

So how can I for a moment cease to lift my heart in praise?

Your name is glory

My song is victory

And I will keep on singing

There is no oppostion

No thing can stand in your way

Make my life your own