No surrender, no retreat
Onward through the vast unknown
Into the dark none can defeat, sail on with no direction home
Wrap your tender heart of glass to guard it from the words of stone
that Bitterness sends through the air to try to overthrow your thrown
Through the lightless shrouding mist and the e'er answerless hour
where the Godless, wretched, howling things seek only to devour
all that shines a beam of purity or threatens not to cower
Sail on, sweet, tender, soldier - for their torment has no power over you
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