In the valley of sorrow, in the valley of death
In the valley we borrow, in the valley of breath
In the valley tomorrow, in the valley we rest
In the valley we thoroughly keep tally, enmeshed
We're guests, and by the power that we invest
We can request to arrest the downward flow of the unexpressed
Prana repossessed, in and up and out, divest
Coalesced into the dynamo, illimitable zest
I must confess, it's not an easy path to tread
But I can't stress enough the potential hid in your crest
Undressed, internal, not the matter, bone and flesh, that's so
Breakable, foresakeable, no beauty at the end
So what's left? Except to comprehend and acquiesce
Undertake the journey of a warrior at the behest
Of the King of kings, Queen of queens - draw your
Blade, deflect cause and effect, time is no object
Ceaseless battle, resurrect out of the valley