… I look into your eyes and I think back to the son of mine You're as old as he was when I left for war Will these actions haunt my days? Every man I've slain? Is the price I pay endless pain? Close your eyes and spare yourself the view How could I hurt you?

What if I'm the monster? What if I'm in the wrong? What if I'm the problem that's been hiding all along? What if I'm the one who killed you every time I caved to guilt? What if I've been far too kind to foes, but a monster to ourselves? What if I'm the monster?

For twenty years, I've suffered every punishment and pain From the wrath of gods and monsters to the screams of comrades slain I come back and find my palace desecrated, sacked like Troy Worst of all, I hear you dare to touch my wife and hurt my boy