[singing] A man has dreams of walking with giants/ To carve his niche in the edifice of time/ Before the mortar of his zeal/ Has a chance to congeal/ The cup is dashed from his lips/ The flame is snuffed a-borning/ He's brought to wrack and ruin in his prime.
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