The song will stop not

I hold guts over the battle even after the end of a final battle,
I can make it after a frantic fail,
No matter how desperate does the landslide hail.

I can sing the youthful song ever whlist the toughest necessitous runs by,
Let thou just close not the doors to ply,
Should thou keep the air scope to ventilate by,
I shall show off my all-conquering seed seated by,
Like a king of all kings, every uphil who can pass by.