Ai
07-19-2006, 09:15 AM
Eternally wandering soul of boundless sorrow
Walking a path which the ordinary fear to tread
Is it the sadness which makes the walker fearless
Or is it the knowledge that humanity in it's weakness is always vunerable
The path of which the walker wanders has no one name
It is merely known by the few names given to it by the intimidated
Purgatory, Hell, Evil, Pain
The wanderer blindly walks onwards ignoring these to seek his true goal
At times the path becomes difficult and treacherous to tred
Yet the wanderer merely bypasses these horrors
Bybassing these horrors the Wanderer is able to look ahead
Look ahead to the end of the path ahead
Although the wanderer is blind to naught but his goal
The path it'self seeks to distract and cause him to fail
Thus the wanderer stumbles across a pair of paths
One will lead to salvation, The other to eternal damnation
The wanderer is finally beat, Defeated he sits down and begins to weep
Light he feels a touch on his shoulder, Looking up he feels the warm rays of hope.
Hope which is the ultimate savior for the forgotten
Hope, The one true light of salvation
Walking a path which the ordinary fear to tread
Is it the sadness which makes the walker fearless
Or is it the knowledge that humanity in it's weakness is always vunerable
The path of which the walker wanders has no one name
It is merely known by the few names given to it by the intimidated
Purgatory, Hell, Evil, Pain
The wanderer blindly walks onwards ignoring these to seek his true goal
At times the path becomes difficult and treacherous to tred
Yet the wanderer merely bypasses these horrors
Bybassing these horrors the Wanderer is able to look ahead
Look ahead to the end of the path ahead
Although the wanderer is blind to naught but his goal
The path it'self seeks to distract and cause him to fail
Thus the wanderer stumbles across a pair of paths
One will lead to salvation, The other to eternal damnation
The wanderer is finally beat, Defeated he sits down and begins to weep
Light he feels a touch on his shoulder, Looking up he feels the warm rays of hope.
Hope which is the ultimate savior for the forgotten
Hope, The one true light of salvation