Locked in a carved wooden box
Impenetrable to most but one
Immersed into a sea of emotion
In competition with time
To break free from this watery grave
Cause your ego is to blame
Concealed by your hatred
With ears stitched shut
Left with your slience to destroy
A piece of stone where your heart once dwelled
To weight you down for all your sins
Were too self-involved to see
That you lived a immaculate life
A romance worth existence itself
With her as your bride to be
Relentless joy to come
With your unborn son
To carry on your legacy