Someone said: I stand alone for I am Fear The one you seek is not who’s here The mirror lies in wait for him Who wants to take you to the rim Of darkness  Cry salty tears confused in space ‘Am I to die within this place, Frail heart enclosed in empty tomb Of barren thoughts and barren womb?’  No quarter asked nor quarter given Lonely, squalid child of Heaven My mission sweet to bring you in Amongst the smoke and to the rim Of darkness  Then my Defender said: Music shall your hero be As lies take flight and evil flee Manna rich from mine own tongue Shall keep your soul forever young With me.