When I saw the eyes of a faithful friend
Welcoming over the fire,
I saw the warmth of human heaven
Arrive to me, long desired.
And it was through treacherous rain and deep ravines
that I clung true to the sight;
When I slept amongst wolves and fiends,
My lost friends, these children of the night.
I called them goblins, I called them ghosts,
And they see into your eyes.
That they were, but the holy host,
To the love that you shall one day find.
I was a stranger;
A cadet, yet battle worn
Looking long for a life anew.
When amongst enemies I laid down my sword,
And turned to followed you.
Ren Michael 