Stand in Arms Against Your Troubles

No matter how hard we try,
Trouble must find us even if we fly,
One way or the other.
It's the occasion of natural order.

Why then do you say, 'I want no troubles?"
When you don't confront troubles,
Your mind so deep they'll maim,
Your humanity, they'll so overwhelm,
Even the pieces of your soul will scarcely remain

Are you so fearful of the unknown?
Are you so powerless before the known?
Say no more, for troubles last not forever!
Rise up in arms against them wherever.

Stand on your feet, on them fix your sight.
They'll increase still if then you flight,
They'll melt away if you fight.
Dust off your shadow and show your might