What new master has now built his throne on brothers bones?
Why are you sheltering me
He that walks this path alone?
Somewhat unfeasible
Drops of water are invisible, but nonetheless, form the sea
Why are you consoling me?
You pledge not to rest, and each directs, and is directed in turn
And this can leave you disheartened at best
Wondering which lessons first to unlearn
You cry out for unity. You cry out for purity
Now what? Wait in turn, but fly to burn?

My heart is red as night, my heart is fire and its alight
And how come fire, fury and flame can be so alike tonight?
And how come I defile, everytime?