The wish hidden within my left hand, Remained merely a wish, As I saw an unending dream. In my right hand was an empty memory: An end of the world no one knows of, As I was struck by unending rain. The strength to protect the things I want to protect, And the weakness of losing faith in that ability; Taking all of it in, I’ll search out tomorrow! Brave shine: If I reach out my hand, you’re my savior light; On a night I was covered in scars, you saved my life. At the tip of the blade I hold aloft, The prayer born of feelings joined will go beyond time – Your Brave Shine.