Must I save you?
Must I try?
Through pitches wider than Omah
I traipse
The mud thicker than my thoughts
That tonight expose me
To an outer horror
The horror of me, you, them
All of us the same
And now I reach the realisation
Of why I am saving
Not my sanity can stop me
As brothers do not go
Ever ...
And now I must reach you
And your grave
Tonight I must save you
Save you from who you were
And what you have become...