I built a wall around the shimmer of God. 

Layer upon layer it was layed 

Cast in the blood, And the filth, and the Death. 

Built on foundations of rage. 

Forged from the darkness, the fortress was bound. 

As the molten tread flooded the bank. 

Plastered among the dark shadows of envy.

Built on foundations of pain. 

The tower was high, no crack to be seen

the bricks were packed tight with regret. 

The lighting was dimmer, the fortress was still. 

Built on foundations of dread. 

I claw and I claw until fingers are stripped

Strung out on the darkness I made

I climb to the top and see desolate shores

Built on foundations of shame. 

But atop the high tower, a shy glow did shine

And shook the tall tower that stood, 

Killing the blood and the filth and the death

As foundations are sliced from the hilt 

As the bricks fall away and the shimmer is shown

I sob at the sight of the light.

The tower is broken, the lightness envelops.

Built on the foundations of sight.