Blessed and graceful. Like a copacetic art connected from the start by the meek and faithful, that comprise our counterparts and set us apart. Awake. Find your faith or supplicate your god what you lack. A ten fold collapse. I will cast aside a thousand times the meek and the poor. Is it all done? Before it's begun? If death comes to take me before I deserve, let it be known that I loved and I searched for a way to be holy, a reason to be kind, a place for us to live in the hearts of mankind. I was weak. I was humble. I was human. But I grew formidable and became impregnable. I wanted everything, so I took all the weight I could carry on my shoulders to build you a home, a place where you’re never alone. Brick by brick. A house made together. A place in forever. Wall to wall. Here through it all. I'm blessed to recall a place where you're never alone. Wake up. We've always known how things have to be. Your mind is steady with resolve, and yet your hands are still shaking. Can you see how we ended up here? You never shuddered at the idea of protecting what you love, but I didn't fully consider the means to the end. Can you still see the path laid before you? We've been fathers and thieves, killers and kings, yet still my faith waivers at the thought of choosing to become what you know I must. When the difference between a murderer and a savior is in the eye of the beholder, will you still be able to see the blood on your hands? We all know who's to blame. Can you see how this is all the same? We've seen this act play out through a thousand different eyes, and every time I've been sure you're in the right. When you close your eyes, do you dream of a place where you can finally sleep again? Can you still see the blood on my hands? Wait. Speak. Listen. You'll know we've been here before. Wake up. And I’ve lived in every voice that permeates stillness and resonates calm in the face of every choice. I imbue clarity. And I’ve died; I’ve been reborn. I’ve seen many pious men give their lives for idol wars. If there’s one thing that I know for sure, I’ll make my way from this grave.