Embraced it all Let go of nothing Tested muster in a winter’s storm. Closed off it all Held on to nothing Betrayed in a holy melancholy. It was you. Fought the demon’s song It was all a ruse Lying to me as if it was real. I feel a shiver Just at the thought of your touch Now that is a fine reality! It is you. Gone is the shroud of tyranny Left is the open song of Love To be sung in its own free time. I King, to you Queen, Walk the Lion and the Tigress Together because they want to be. It is us.