Guillermo Veloso - After the War lyrics
“Speak to me of the man, Muse” Sea tossed and Tempest turned Return to start Center and lodestone Poison weaned Hydras and Sirens Pandora boxes open and Loosed on the raw skin of emotion Tranquilty lies behind the frosty Mist curtain of this storm And guarded by the spears of a thousand Suitors