Torn between self and salvation-
Confusion all that they could bring.
She a woman, and he a man-
Neither one a simple thing.
His heart was filled with pride and power,
Handed down ten thousand years.
And she, but made to love a man,
Gave her heart and hid her tears.
Each of them a precious purpose,
Two passions rage inside his soul.
Born for war, alive for love.
Each of them contend control.
Two years now passed he'd been away,
Seeing naught but death and hate.
Coming home to meet his son;
Love reborn: A great man's fate.