The Soul
The lone who will be with you all the while The one who veils the pain in core's Isle Pushing you from the deep, To forgive the deeds of your demon side Will offer the valor not to weep Standing with you all the wide Keeping the clues aside Parking the badness hide Let you daub the life Not to lacquer the strife Dressing-down the heck, Smooth down the neck All the way you move on, Through the lane goodness paved on The one who feast the love of you Not to thrash your happiness queue