Out of the dark that covers the land,
I walk on this path unyielding and slow,
Besides the shadows of the dark and unknown,
The patter of my feet slowly grow,
The ghosts of my past cry and bellow,
But I walk on unheeding and undeterred,
They reach out to grab me with ghastly hands,
But my faith remains intact, neither shaken nor stirred.
As the rays of my conscience light up my soul,
The shadows of darkness shorten in haste,
My worries fade and my mind becomes light,
And all my troubles are laid to waste,
Just one sound echo's throughout,
That of my steady footsteps in the slipping sand,
As I walk on this path unyielding and slow,
Out of the dark that covers this land.
I walk on this path unyielding and slow,
Besides the shadows of the dark and unknown,
The patter of my feet slowly grow,
The ghosts of my past cry and bellow,
But I walk on unheeding and undeterred,
They reach out to grab me with ghastly hands,
But my faith remains intact, neither shaken nor stirred.
As the rays of my conscience light up my soul,
The shadows of darkness shorten in haste,
My worries fade and my mind becomes light,
And all my troubles are laid to waste,
Just one sound echo's throughout,
That of my steady footsteps in the slipping sand,
As I walk on this path unyielding and slow,
Out of the dark that covers this land.
