I found some steel, not made of steel,
May flesh reveal what I conceal,
Was made to feel I’d shatter or peel,
A battered seal, blood-splatter the field,
You wish to gorge upon what is forged,
From a caste of our Lord,
If faith is rendered then I am tempered,
And welded clean, I melded me,
A failure to erode what dwells in he,
No object of you can quail my need,
Sheep cease feigning to best the beast,
See here, I’ve been pressed by heat,
Repressed by sleet, distressed by greed,
Erected a bunker of flesh for my retreat,
Evolved from sand, we fall to sand,
Held the flame to harden my name,
And never again shall I withstand,
An attempt to shatter,
A shatterproof man.