You have traveled a twisted path,
But I see who you really are;
Bold and strong, you wear your shield,
Protecting the ruins you value dear.
But there's no glory child in holding on,
To a long ago painful past you seem too need;
You're just a bitter vessel in the end,
A lonely man with nothing to give.
Yes, it must be so **** sad,
Living in your tainted world;
Why don't you draw the shield aside,
And let some of the light shine in.
Now your standing at your crossroads,
The world has finally bet you down;
You have come to lay your head to rest,
Your taste for grief, exhausted now.
You sit praying outside my fortress walls,
Throwing down your sword and shield;
Your only need is the home I built,
Out of stone that was once your ruins.
Your weary journey is finally through,
So come seek your shelter in my arms;
There is nothing that can harm you now,
You've found salvation in my paradise.
I see you now as the man I knew,
Bold and strong, you wear your heart;
An open vessel filled with love,
Protecting the fortress where you now dwell.