For man who has shown,
over the years...

That inconceivable thought
Runs through my mind...

Think of me as a wolf,
Quiet, Protective, Mystical...

Stopped buy your perpetual insanity
Covered in your own hate...

Throughout what logic helped a man
Hopeless, without reason, dig in the sand...

You are my faith
You are my strength...

Something not made “obvious”
But since I refer to you...

Have you ever stopped and felt the warmth?
Not that warmth that comes from a fire place...