You will likely remember My darkest hours When I had suggested it might be best To bring our journey to a close; When I had said that I would bow out If I could not keep up.
And yes, In times so auspicious I had indeed sworn to your father To see this through. But the moment the darkness came, I could see nothing save my fear. I had never been so afraid. To bow out? Or add to your many burdens? There had never been a time I could imagine anything more advantageous Nor gratifying Than to be at your side forever, the beacon lighting your way... Until then; A sad, smoldering heap.
Perhaps my scars will but remind you of my failure, Certainly the very most I deserve. But a small yet very loud part of me hopes you might also see That despite my failure, Despite my scars: I have become more powerful than you had ever hoped.
From Reflection the King of Light will approach His dreadful destiny’s shores To find His beacon burning brighter than ever. A fearsome, fuming wildfire to all who oppose Him...
But come, You will find warmth and sanctuary—
It’s all I’ve ever wanted for you.