I shall place pegs between the bricks,
Keep my hammer at the ready,
For when I strike with mighty hits,
My walls shall shift unsteady,

Left in the dark for so long,
See the brightness to come,
Blinded from what's right and wrong,
Guided by the heartstrings I strum,

Make ready as they fall,
Dance to avoid the rubble,
Or be struck and forced to crawl,
Be humbled or face the trouble,

Renounce my fortress, abandon my goddess.
Though one thing stays steady, I'll remain honest.