The Path (Part 1) – Treading Through Darkness

Darkness, I believe thee not

Thy empty words shall avail thee naught

A fire in this heart of mine

To gaze again upon these walls of thine

Desire to soar once more

Upon these broken wings on which I've flown before

Tongues of flame shall paint the canvas red

As once told, I shall part the rising sea

Seeds from the blood that I shed

Feet sink deeper into grains of golden sand knee-deep

Every step I take is a drop in this sea of sleep

In which I have swum and drowned

The wind whispers death as temptation drips from her song

Tears run dry - will I survive?

Hear my cry - will I arrive?

Heading home forever more

All past grief is now gone

The gift of life to me they bequest

Mine is the sight in the blindness

As I'm treading through the path in darkness