I Hold the Souls
That You Have Cast Out.
I Will Refine Them
Until No One Doubts.
I Have Come
And I Continue By Choice.
I Listen to Them
And to the Dead I Give Voice.
When You Have No One
At All By Your Side,
I Will Be There,
And I Do So With Pride.
For What is Life
But Lessons in Time?
What is the Point,
With no Reason or Rhyme?
I See the Patterns
That they don’t Discern,
And I’ll Reach Into Hell,
To Save Those That Burn.