Smoke Screen of the Soul

Hiding the hurt, Swallowing the lies, Shielding the pain, With tear stained eyes, I won't let this hurt get to me Cause all around, I do see, The devestation caused by sorrow, And with it no other expectation for tomorrow, So I'll lay down that smoke, And dig a deep moat, Erect a staunch wall A castle never to fall Manned with many a guard tower tall With dragons of faith overhead In defense of our stead... To a future long and bright, I toast you tonight, Should our walls, they to breech, I can but beseech For us to die as true men As the Lord sees us, to where and when. ,