Goodnight Sweet Prince

I have kept from the path of my destroyers
 As sour tongues raise to speak ill nothings
 Heated breath activates nervous hairs on the back of my neck
 Feed this fire as my strength becomes perfect through weakness
 I will humble myself, you will fade away
 I watched him crumble from afar,
 he falls asleep, goodnight sweet prince
 Consistent and steadfast I battle my aggressors
 Fighting not with my hands but in my heart
 This sweet and silent defense delivers each blow in whisper form
 Confidence through faith and the trail left by history
 Those age old successors that have come and gone before me
 Their success taken from the simple plan
 Proof lies in the past and brings silence to my worries