wandering through wastelands
deep and wide
detached from heart
i attempt to hide
but wastelands shelter
none who tread
the path of waste
the soul of dread

continually humbled
will weak and worn
shattered and torn
the promises i’ve sworn
thinking i can step
one more on my own
the light was beckoning
the path i was shown

one day, i am certain
the angels will call
and chains wrapped around me
will shatter and fall
who did entrap you?
who are you with?
i was the master
i was the smith