How the winding road it beckons, swerving within its outs whilst I wake behind the wheel.
Joining the curve of time the bend keeps going and day turns into twilight…leading unto night and our deepest rest.
The clouds have thickened a burning darkness, swiveling with lightening and a proceeding thunder. The rain has torn the sky in black and visions blurred, there further comes our destination.
As sightless determination ranges heedless the sly road grows stark, and we’re bounded upon thereafter…gaining over our destinies.
Forever more our energy’s parched satisfied herein our paradise. Wherein we’re mortal within our hearts but men built of stone for all our courage.
