I'll guard this flame through all the unlit alleys for you, my brother. To try and find the hands that could guide us both through this endless painful night.
City walls to mountain skies we fall stricken by the hopes of running. Let my eyes see for us both.
They tell me I'll never be heard by the ears that judge from glass thin sight. Me in this broken vessel, given at the start for me to fight from, knowing it's just form that they see, never my voice. They try to take it all but these champions of chains cannot destroy all that the words threaten. So, which side will fall ? Whose hills will surround us when we arrive back home ?
I'll try and keep it lit for us both, no matter how strong the storm gets.