Give Me Pain, A Man After Himself
Returning with a more resistant mind and I shall strike down that which tried to force me a failure. Bring the misery, the suffering, pile them on as a king would his food upon a feast. For I will devour it all with confidence. Till I can fill my belly no more and must digest and prepare for war. Let the lions find me in their cave, and they too shall become trophies upon my walls.