The Pinnacle

I've so much to say, and yet I cannot speak Come and do my bidding now, for I have grown too weak My weary eyes have seen all that life can give Come to me, O young one, for you I can forgive I stood where no man goes And conquered demon foes With glory and passion No longer in fashion The hero breaks his blade Cast this shadow long that I may hide my face And in this cloak of darkness the world I will embrace In all that I endure Of one thing I am sure Knowledge and reason Change like the season; A jester's promenade Lying at my feet I see the offering you bring The mark of Cain is on our faces, borne of suffering O, I long to see you say it's not been wrong I stand before you now, a riddle in my song The answer is that sweet refrain Unheard it always will remain Beyond our reach, beyond our gain Trapped in life's parade, a king without a crown In this joy of madness, my smile might seem a frown With talons wrought of steel, I tore the heart of doom And in one gleaming moment I saw beyond the tomb I stood where no man goes Above the din I rose Life is amusing Though we are losing Drowned in tears of awe