All traces are wiped out
The sound of familiar foot paths fade away
Laid on the paths are thorns
Blood drip for every lost way
The melody of petal leaves are still
The once joyful echoes hit on deaf ground
The beauty of the journey now a beast
A torment for the path wrongly trail
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I have lost my way chasing nought
I have lost myself holding to vain
In the silence, the dark lingers
Haunting me as I find my way home
But I'll never cease, until I find my way
I'll walk on thorns, bleed my naked foot
Until I see a glimpse of light, I wouldn't stop
I'm lost, but I'll find my way