Honor the men who fought our war
a journey which lies in thy heart...

Slowly walking down the stairs
where demons build their nests...

So young
so shy...

Her spirit surrounds us
the glow of her heart...

Smiling
though my soul has died...

Feelings in disguise
a thought began to rise...

Days spent on nothing
my heart is frozen...

Will the feeling ever close
in my mind it grows and grows...

Shining bright in the winter light
listening to the tones...

Sanity in silent confusion
creating this unknown illusion...

Into the deep blue water
floating...

With honor in his heart
and rage in his hands...