Warriors, torchbearers, come redeem our dreams Shine a light upon this night of otherworldly fiends Odin's might be your guide, divorce you from the
Hiding deep within, doors cry opening Lead into the light of love deep like the sea Rich in variety, heartfelt and open, wide like a life, unique, yet
I'd stay the hand of god, but the war is on your lips How can I brace myself for razor blades on whips When everything with meaning is shattered, broken
There's an old tale wrought with the mystery of Tom The poet and his muse And the magic lake which gave a life To the words the poet used Now the muse
Flies with a broken wing, she's ever so graceful, so like an angel, but I see, tears flow quietly. The struggle she's seen this spring, when nothing
