Journey
When open wounds refuse to mend
And daylight comes to its end
Go forth young adventurer
Your journey aspires
The horns sound, the trumpets blare
The expedition awaits you
Passing on without a care
Moving forward do you dare
Defying things that stand in your way
You triumph over them every day
Coming to the point which prompted you
Can you face the fear
Defeating what you hate
Conquering your addiction is your fate
Having to part with it
The burning flame has been lit
Eating away at your very soul
Becoming a slave
He really wants it
He must not get it
The chosen ring
His source of all things
The Mount awaits it
Too hard to let go
Cast it away finally
Wanting to think freely
Coming home wiser a bit more
The traveling saviors
Eradicating evil wherever you go
Destroying all of his work
He has fallen
The dark lord and his unreal calling
You have won
Celebrate and have some fun
Congratulations to you
For you are at your journey's end.
~~~ By William Comstock ~~~