• This pitch dark abyss
    within lies demons
    demons of the deepest pain
    lingering
    watching
    waiting for me

    Slowly
    I fall
    eagerly
    they reach
    the hunger in their eyes
    the desire that stains their souls
    I cannot hold on without help

    People gather at the top
    tears in their eyes
    "I'm so sorry"
    "I wish I could help"
    but they don't try;
    they fear the demons
    so I continue to slide down.
    and the demons keep reaching

    What to do if I fall?
    will I emerge an angel?
    a devil?
    will I emerge at all?
    pray I will,
    but watch me fall

    My spear lies at the top
    if only I could reach it
    I could escape
    I have these wings,
    perhaphs I could use them
    I forge upward with them
    but it is futile

    Then something comes into vision
    my spear!
    but how can it be?
    I look up to see your hand
    holding my spear,
    waiting for me to take it

    I grab my spear with one hand
    reaching upward with the other
    you pull me up slowly..
    finally!
    I keep forging upward,
    hope finally being restored

    I make it to the top
    spear in one hand,
    and you in the other
    I have made it back
    not an angel,
    not a devil,
    but your defender
    never shall it change
    forever I am yours.