A walk down the twisted path
the same one which I took once in half
never to repeat the same foot prints
which took me to hell over and over again
Heart in my throat
mind in a spin
where am I going
all over again
Flowers at my feet which are dead to the world
life has drained the green is gone
the road is lost I think I have wondered too deep
Oh god where have I taken my self
It is all twisted inside out
why can't we see this at first
to risk it or not I ask again
the hatred the cold the darkness it is
Wishing for the moon
singing to the wind
praying to the gods
to show me the end
Is it the breeze or is it the sand
which calls to me day and night
one foot after another I go my way
hope in my eyes shining the way
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