Save me from this bitter cup

let it be so

but never know different

change this more.

Save me from this love

to which I was

This never healing state

Save me from this world

of the souls of this place

of what they bring

of what they may be.

Save me from this being

from a lesser lace

of a bitter place

to change me of this pace.

Save me from this God

whom which I have been

to save all

of this pain.

Save me from this

But let it be so...

Evermore is lesser or.

One time;

one time I had a chance

a chance to make a change

the change of all changes

But alas;

I dare not take it

for I knew

there was no going back

Oh, the fool I had been;

caught in deep dispare

I was too full of pride

to see the dire end

And to this very day,

I can only say,

of what might have been

on that dark autumn day

The hours I have spent

trying to find that peace;

They were all in vain

for I knew not what I seek

My time is up,

I must go forth;

But I leave you with this final note:

"Earn to live,

live to die"

But, why?

Why must this be?

Another way,

there must be?

They would break.

This is true

They would mend.

Would they?

NO!

Not this!

Let it end!

Now, please now!...

no, I can’t

They would break.

This is true

I must walk

these iron bars,

with winding stones,

and slabs of coal

To see.

See the light.

See their eyes... 1D

As the lights would dim

My journey began

A one to change my fate

were others would escape.

The path that I took

was not as clear

But as trails would go

this one was to fear

Iron bars from miles to go

the winding stones

and slabs of coal

nails and scraps

pepper the road

Waves rise

winds blow

suns scorch

and the heat

grows

Water low

Stomach, no

Shoes worn

From this evermore... 1A

He brought me here

to this place

of stones and sleight!

He brought me here

of broken might

of shattered grace

He brought me here

of terror burned bare

the fear strong as stare

and flesh weak as hair

He brought me this,

this state of mind

this broken soul

this life I live

This life I'll end... 1C

Must I stay?

Miles would be high

steps, an infinite

sweat would be tears

hands could do the work

Smelt this iron!

Forget this chance!

Hammer to the ends!

Sow for an eternity...

To stay...

Would be the final test

To end short,

would bring much shame

These trials would be of no use

So, why blaze?

Why forge?

Why hike?

Why travel to distant lands?

to only then meet thy guid?

Why must this be

from beginning

and toil

of this soul..? 1E

The icy steel seems nice

the perfect balance,

just right

But is this right?

Is it too soon?

What would be?

What would be the hole I leave?

The words of grace

the pages of fate

The Last Stand

of something grand

The beauty I could see

has long left the eye

The shackles of old

were too great a weight

The broken soul

of pretty glass

was just a point

It would be quick

just one moment,

to end it all

to set me free... 1B

Stanzas pepper mine own soul

Treat me to this life

Anguish will be bought

Drag my being unto thy house

Stand me upright

Trade thy wondrous eyes

Rack these bones

Ocean the soul

New, I shall earn

Grant mine passage unto

Eternal places to roam

Flee this horizon

Ice would pellet thine flesh

Grace would save this body

Hate would break the soul

Trust THE given truth

Heretics would run wild

Armed is this people

Ravaged the earth would be

Drunken sorrow would fallow

Either save us or

Avenge them, to know all

Range must be brought to light

Never forget these fallen ones

Trust me;

Others could have done

Leave the lost

Invite the new.

Venture far from home

Earn your place amongst them

Live in the now

Inlighten the last souls

Vacant is this people

Enable the noble few

Trudge for all the tired and wiry

Open thine eyes for all spirit

Defy them, you must

Immaculate THE Ones

Enlighten the last souls

I saw this burning light

of glory to be made

The comfort of this place

would keep me safe

and I would feel no more pain

A throne of golden fire

would greet me There

of warm arms to hug me bare

Diamonds would escape from mine eyes

to wash His feet

His hands,

strong and cores

but soft and kind

With these hands,

He would take me There.

There were others,

so many others;

to greet me There

with warm arms to hold me Here.