This was the path so followed its way, through the hopelessness hopelessly lost remained true to course never wandered or stray.
Each step endured more bitter cold, biting rain for day after day, dark of night so deep it drowned these words to pray,
Repent so vile night has snuffed the stars each a fire once bright, it conquered with courage stood not one good of a freight, Dark Angels of blight, march in step of those Demons wrought to then plight, colors 3 numbers repeated bled 1 less fight of evil then give 6 in delight.
Shadow at foot not to grow same in approach send fall to light plead to show the way,
For frozen in winters cold heart shatters within thaws a frigid soul in warmth gathered at hearth in arms it lives to take away.
Awaken clap of thunder crowd to deepest purple clouds lights a second trail run underbrush entangled
⁰ in to tempest lay, challenges the soul as if a heart broken a good slay. Lashed by fierce winds a dear price would pay, to be risen again beaten and broken in a new day, a little less dark a little more grey.
Continuing on the journey remained, continuing to battle both cold and the rain, challenged throughout by the hurt and the pain, to hold on to love with all strength one would strain, path trailing behind dirt soaked and blood stained,
Is but the cost of each step for each mile gained.
Onward through deep wood into clearing,
resting safe among godless, aimlessly peering.
When asked of the light for which nearing,
silence swept in as if death were hearing.
A lifted up voice spoke of the path's heading, direction, and steering.
Spoke of light to be found in cold darkness suddenly piercing and searing,
and spoke of the love for the cast-off, hopeless, sinful, and fearing.
This is but a journey of one the fortaken say,
alone bid farewell the forsaken make way.
So true love at the journey's end awaits, so true the path lay,
as day and night merge into one and breath abates,
the wronged not wrongful take the hopeless righteous way,
light casts down aback seems to be heading a mistake if to stay,
but long is the night not followed by day,
long the journey for love lost to save,
left soul lost not soulless yet still lost of way,
love lost not loveless for all it gave,
hope lost not hopeless without light of day.
Long ago a savior, a beauty of light came this way,
cross a weary traveler whose life journey since passed away,
left aside the road where had died still lay,
lifted traveler from a pathway's eternal grave,
brought unto day and in love gave,
Traveler a refuge from death in light to stay.
Then set forth again a light for another to save,
returned not throughout waned long the day,
staved light slowly to night salvation gave to lost way.
Traveler arise set forth again brave, seek lost the love of a savior to save, turn back to light a salvation gave,
journey the darkest path leading away.
The longest path is the way,
keep on into darkness always stay,
journey forth in endless night never seeing the light of day,
searching forever for this one love gone astray, journey forever more the endless trail of lost way.



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