Ah, the summer's breeze that characterizes a part of us to fill our empty hearts
Jared Silver sees that we desire more than each other, and so, he seeks adventure
The figure of dreams, hidden behind the ebony shadow
Frosted thoughts exalted by sympathy, thus wisdom was gifted
He takes joy in the joy we lack in the ocean of the endless night sky, appearing clear and all-showing when the clouds fade
Ah, the ignorance falling from our actions, the nature we judge by itself or better called ourselves
He understands the stupidity of denying joy when we crave joy far more than wisdom or survival
Confronting mankind, its face hidden in the twilight hour
Its presence stronger than even his iron will, a cloud traveling over the fate-wooing plains
He lives nowhere as past ambitions of those with weak will
In the darkness of the night, when he sits alone by the fire, his soul remains frozen, as, inevitably, the cold wind of despair is pulled into emptiness
When on the peaks of mountains, he would still think of his fellow man and find it amusing to picture himself as king and laugh at the peasants below, as is human nature
Many things he would ponder, immersed in the sky’s careless breeze
He believes that humans were despicable, as they were merely arrogance
And so, he saw in himself humanity, so he left, to find acceptance in himself for himself
To accept the humanity within