(Bardic)

You should sometimes look to the mirror of your own soul,
Shed your skin, dare your shadow, and follow Faol,

You should see what your life could be on down the road,
Learn, perhaps, from your future mistakes before they bring you woe,

Life has given unto birds the precious gift of sight,
That we might see the day at the end of the long night,

But sight is a two edged sword, and it does cut deep,
For sometimes it's our own horrors that we are forced to see.

Sometimes pain, sometimes grief, sometimes in great supply,
Sometimes it's a blessing, after all that, to watch yourself die,

Sometimes, on rare instance, you get a hint of glorious bliss,
Picks you up again, urges you to strive with its tempting kiss.

But there are times, if you're wise, that you walk with your shadow,
You learn from your pain, which path you should not follow,

You learn of your choice, to what ends it leads you,
Choose wisely, and to thyself it is wise to be true..