Caramon, my brother, someday you will understand
With all my power I am but a man
I fell prey to my own ambition and wanted so much more
To look down at those who laughed and settle the score
Calling myself a god would have done that for me
Maybe then those who were blind could start to see
I was a frail sickly boy who remained that way
Even after I became the most powerful mage to this day
Their taunts and jeers had hurt me deep inside
Something that I could not make disappear even with my pride
I thought I had found a way to get them back
Teach them the respect that they had lacked
But when I stood at the door to my utmost desire
I found something that I had placed even higher
I had a weak spot, or yes, perhaps two
The beautiful cleric and then there was you
I saw the world how it was going to be
And knew what I wanted could never be
I remember Crysania turning her sightless gaze
And I knew she would forever have a haze
Obscuring her vision for the rest of her time
But I know that her heart will always be mine
I was so foolish, even as I was wise
I considered feelings to be the truest of lies
And though now I am in a world of endless sleep
I realize my mistake and yet I have to keep
Still in this slumber of eternal rest
With only my dreams and unending distress