I was born to potential and limitless grace With a flashing of light it was Gone when the smoke cleared Cast in ash and bone I was raised to obey and respect but At the edge of the lake was Din and disruption When the water splashed across my back it burned For the dead there's no comfort in fate And the light exists mainly to blind And the purpose of living is life I wasn't chosen I didn't choose the path My heart's not built to hold his love I was schooled in a place of tradition But something was missing In faces of classmates Eyes that glared too blue, too deep In the church where they led us to worship Fighting to pull it Apart with my nails As they chewed solid oak beneath me For the blessed who cleave truth from the lies And the light exists mainly to guide When life after death is a prize I want to reach out I want to shake your hand Your war is noble and divine