Keepers of the white harbor examinate the reasons that brought me down. Looking back to the start as if it was nothing but an exhausting flaw. Bring me back to try harder. It's not the things I had but the things I found. So give me fuel to fight these god forsaken bloodhounds. I will show you how I took back everything I've lost. Turned the demons into angels for once. It is this sound in my head that put me on the ledge but somehow I am a different man. And there is much to be said but this time I'll keep it down instead. Aiming for a better result. I have come to understand all your visions on why I need the penalties and the punishments to teach me to fly. Give me a burning heart and drown me in flames so I can bow to those who gave me my name. For I will wake up and prove that I am not the same. Invite the crossbreed victor, show him the ways. Bring me! the weakened. Bring me the ones with the broken legs. Force them to stand up and let me teach them how they need to walk again. Bring me the clouded. Bring me the ones with the scrambled heads. Signal the saviour. And let them deal with the pain caused by things they said.