Son, take heed: be not nave.
Your noble vision is but fantasy.
All men betray. All lose heart.
In these times men act as they must.
What good is passion when all is lost?
And what of virtue, if you can't bear the cost?
So take my counsel, my dearest son:
Pursue your rightful throne with ambition.
Abandon this flight of conscience.
Your broken eyes, they tell the truth your tongue denies.
I don't want to lose heart.
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
