Been through a path of darkness
My candles flame was erased
****** foundations and worldly beliefs eviscerated
That's what despair does to a man
But the body is a cauldron,
Constantly being refined by life's tribulations
Spirit, soul and heart are the source fire
At the end of the darkness
A new man is reborn
Shedding the guild, self-hate, demons in his mind
Misfortune is a knife used by time
Engraving the legacy of ones pain onto walls
Eventually the heart recovers
Rebuilding a man from an empty husk
Connected once more, the candles flame rekindled
Three years of suppression
Turns into an expression of undying will
"Once a Warrior will always remain as a Warrior."