Reflections of a Man o' War

The speaker reflects on being a "man o' war" and facing challenges at a crossroads. They question what lies ahead and feel haunted by fear. They mention a past record and experiencing a beating. Despite this, they refuse to give up. They hear mocking voices and feel the presence of their enemy. The speaker grew up overnight in a cold and dark reality. Reflections of a man o' war, Crossroads once more, behind ruins, What lies before, the drowning, living, the age, now? Strange to defy the words of fear, Haunting rhythm and falling fast, Where was the record in my past? Taking a beating, man o' war, Why then strangely look for more? Her soft voice in memory still, Undermines my oath, gnaws at my will, Because the only way that I could fight, Was never ever consider flight. Is that true, the devil sneers? I hear his mocking, demonic jeers, An eye hurting, feel every hit, But stubborn I refuse to quit, Strange silence and the ominous dark, I hear a watchdog alert, bark, I dare not breathe or make a sound, I sense my enemy all around, Twilight's own reality, Hunting them, hunting me, Those fields were damp and very cold, And overnight I grew up old.