Even though I will cause havoc and fight,
I know I will still stay the night.
As the mist glares in beyond the path,
This is my chance,
To breathe at last.
He steps out on the terrace to watch the moonlight fall,
I stand knowing that this is my call.
The cast iron head sat so bright,
As I swung it over his head that night.
At last the cast had come to good use,
No more hurt, lies and abuse.
