Gaze of the Proud - Fire Ice

Stolen from the hearth at morning break
Pulled across the threshold half awake
Led into the darkness and underneath the earth
Three forsaken evens for wisdoms sake
Pure of heart
Sound of limb
Safe without
Secure within
But where is the balance
If not on the outside
And who meets the gaze of the proud
If not paladin
Painted down the limbs when moon was dark
Branded tween the fingers in meisters hark
Greeted into torchlight and shown the secret sign
Sleeping under heaven with hempen sark
Pure of heart
Sound of limb
Safe without
Secure within
But where is the balance
If not on the outside
And who meets the gaze of the proud
If not paladin
Cast aside the silver to guard the soul
Keep the spirit pure and the body whole
Walk towards the altar and all that this contains
Gird your loins for battle and take control
The end