Rose of great beauty
stinging thorns piercing the hand...

Waves crushing against the shore
Taking away beaches beauty...

O Gods I Beseech you
What have I done...

Oblivion turns it head
A weeping babe is born...

What words cannot express
The heart yearns to say...

Born with blade in hand
But Lifes steel is sharp...

Hair twined with mystical intent
Clad in sky's raiment...

Always sent to protect you
Me, your little big brother...

Never dancing in the rain
Fearing the lightning...

At last I have found it
That taint that always was there...

Patient waters rock
relentless waves crashing down...

Joyful entwining of souls
Caressing of spirits...