There was a time when I walked around
And I would not remember my placing
Endlessly my eyes would wander 'round
My mind racing and my heart pulsating
That place was cold forevermore
With frozen hands and legs petrified
Deep through the void of mud and gore
Shame and guilt into comedy modified
Free falling into hell was a soft land
And I found my home, my soul, my life
My heaven colorful and dignified
My tears made diamond cut like knife
Far into the sunset, misty and golden
Through vines, jungles and thieves
My eyes clear as daylight beholden
A writing in sacramento weaves
"Thy is the epitome of brave
And thee smile is beauty
Thou shall rule and not cave
All your enemies be in defeat
Even if thy fell down on your knees
Even if thy die fighting
Thou fire shall burn passionately
And in time thou shall rise again"
