You are my divine
the woman whos too kind
who banishes the darkness
and chases it to sleep.
Guide me to the sky
allow this soul to cry
pull me from the mire
in which I sank so deep.
An action in the dark
a dancing lightening spark
nurturing my dreams
and giving me a chance
to start this life again
forgiven of the sin
that struck him in the heart
like a riders driven lance.
One day Ill be your likeness
when Ive conquered all the titans
that say were never meant
to be idols to the young.
I wont do it for glory
to make money off the story
wrestled from the depths
of a ballad left unsung
honey on the tongue.