Huldra - Monuments

They call me a man
A monument
A dreamer

An embodiment
Of hope for those
Who seek light
When misery consumes
The radiance of this world
Countenance contends mass exodus
Blot out the rays from the stars
A beacon shines out shimmering brilliance
A pillar of light to

Guide the lost
Back home
Drive the sick
Into healing arms
Bring the weary
Back from the brink