pure white has filled my vision
with the cold air flowing
i stand amidst the flurry
a beacon of light in the storm
my strength will be given freely
until the last drop of my energy
is taken from me
the defense of this structure is in my charge
to be the crying shoulder
to those who come seeking my aid
and in this i will never change
no matter how dark the storm
the strength of many back me up
legion in a sense of the word
this project will prove true to its word
chaos eternal will strive to diminish my work
with the power of magick granted to me
by those who work besides me
and love lifting me up from all sides
out with the anger
out with sadness
and allow my light to shine intensely across the lands
let the pure white overtake my vision tonight
i will remain