I giveth my point in all due respect,
That thou art not as willing as me.

Through Thundering storms
and unpleasant seas
The steepest of mountains
and yet they do not see
that thou art not as willing as me.

Painful battle wounds
blistering scars
horrific scenes
I have endured it all
though still they disagree
That thou art not as willing as me.

The most treacherous winds
The blinding blizzards
The most tempest of people
and yet so much more
Why is it that they don't see?
Why they chooseth you over me?
When thou art not as willing me me!