Here I stand,
alone in doubt,
with the crest of reliability,
that binds my heart.
Against the darkest fears,
a mystic sneer creeps behind,
to a frightening dark ocean,
which I begin to lose my mind.
But now I sense,
the crest of reliability,
glowing a gray,
need of belonging.
Defeating the darkness,
with its cherished light,
of the glowing,
crest of reliability.
Now I carry it,
wherever I go,
with its bonding light,
which flows in the air,
the crest of reliability.