Cryex - Intro lyrics

It is not the critic who counts
Not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles
Or where the doer of deeds could have done them better
The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena
Whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood
Who strives valiantly, who errs, who comes short again and again
Because there is no effort without error and shortcoming
But who does actually strive to do the deeds
Who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions
Who spends himself in a worthy cause
Who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement
And who at the worst, if he fails
At least fails while daring greatly
So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls
Who neither know victory nor defeat