The Crusade IV: Temperance

Now the haunting winds descend and caress
Breath of the succubus around my neck
Only the weak inhale and succumb
Hold thine breath and preserve the Light

Heroes and heroines, marbled in grandeur, hail
"Stand as stone, and with grace, erode"

Resist the zephyr of ill peace
For it reprieves from its silent blight
Devouring the heart and mind
They become macabre and blind

Drown it in the darkness before it drowns you

Heroes and heroines, marbled in grandeur, hail
"Stand as stone, arise through sacrifice!"

I've seen the wicked in me
My blood has sludged with disease
Moribund is the heart
When my time ends
My marble will be marveled

I will not be crestfallen
With an armored heart and fiery eyes
My will withstands death