The light has pierced the darkness.

The morning has dawned,

And the end shall come.

I shall break the shackles that bind me,

To the darkness I seek.

Long has the shadow gripped my soul.

Tortured, Tormented, driven me mad.

I do not go alone.

For the watchers, now watch,

And their spirit guides me.

Empowered with courage and fortitude,

I stride princely-

My head held high.

Nothing can break my shield.

Though I shall ride into the valley of the shadow of death,

His light shall be a beacon,

And forever I will remember this day in joy.

~Carlos Overstreet