Gaze of the Proud - Fire + Ice

Stolen from the hearth at morning break

Pulled across the threshold half awake

Led into the darkness and underneath the Earth

Three forsaken evens for wisdom’s sake

Pure of heart, sound of limb

Safe without, secure within

But where is the balance

If not on the outside

And who meets the gaze of the proud

If not Paladin?

Painted down the limbs when moon was dark

Branded 'tween the fingers in Meister’s hark

Greeted into torchlight and shown the secret sign

Sleeping under heaven with hempen sark

Pure of heart, sound of limb

Safe without, secure within

But where is the balance

If not on the outside

And who meets the gaze of the proud

If not Paladin?

Cast aside the silver to guard the soul

Keep the spirit pure and the body whole

Walk towards the altar and all that this contains

Gird your loins for battle and take control