In the tower
cleats in stone
stairs in front
or the great walls around back
a forward assault
welcome for some
a great undertaking for others
the tower wall grows flowers
the tower wall gives hope
the tower wall has thorns
but what lies in this tower?
Is it worth the toil?
Is it worth my blood?
Is it worth giving my life?
Do I climb the tower because it is there?
Maiden's breath on my neck
scents of life
Do I take off my armour
to begin anew?
I climb because I know how
I climb because the tower is my friend
the stone knows my touch
my body knows the stone.