Fortune Favors the Bold

"Audaces Fortuna Iuvat!"

Standing, staring o'er the helm,

Steering starboard, throwing asunder

Sailors to-and-fro. 

Through the wrath of Neptune,

Or vengeful crafts of Juno,

Jupiter smiles as he sees

Man mastering what he must of the sea.

"Audaces Fortuna Iuvat!

Though tough as you are,

You still might just die,

For by the edict of the sky,

We all must abide.

But when fate's gate is left ajar

Know that Jove has saw from afar,

Enough to let us slip through charred,

From under the fates firm grasp.

Carpe Diem! Hold on tight!

Trust you'll make it through the night!

The doubters surely all will die for

Audaces Fortuna Iuvat!"