I try to find the path;
Many branch out in the night.
I seek the one leading to the light,
The one that will take me home.
Can I find the way?
Voices whisper from the darkness.
Some seek to ameliorate,
Many yearn to decimate.
I put my trust in one that gives hope.
Have I been deceived?
I strike out into the mists.
The voices beckon and guide.
I trip, stumble, and backslide.
Now I wonder,
Have I been twisted?
The shadowed demons:
Masters of mimicry and deception.
Did I follow the wrong perception,
Or have a chosen right?
Am I lost?
I fear the path I was so sure of,
Will it take me to salvation,
Or will it lead to damnation?
Where is a clear answer?
Have I been abandoned?
All around me,
Voices whisper their lies.
They try to demoralize,
And suffocate hope.
Am I alone?
I hold back the tears,
And, with flickering hope, I pray.
He will not leave me astray,
Surely He will save me.
How long must I wait?
Perhaps He has shown me the path.
I did believe. I want to believe
Now I seek a reprieve,
And don't know where to find one.
Am I lost?
I cry out to the sky.
In a quavering voice,
"Tell me the right choice,
Show me the way."
Have I been abandoned?
Were my actions those of a fool?
Have I so easily fallen to the trickery
Of those that so aptly use mimicry?
Is it this hard for others?
Am I alone?
They say the right path is not easy,
Am I making any headway?
Or have I gone astray?
I ask the heavens for the answer.
How long must I wait?
I want to be virtuous.
I fear that I am not.
Perhaps I am a crackpot,
Who cannot tell left from right.
Can I find the way?
I thought this was the straight path,
But was I a fool?
Which voice have I followed?
What damage might I have caused?
Have I been deceived?
I follow my heart.
I pray for guidance.
I want to be good,
But deeply I fear,
Have I been twisted?
Many branch out in the night.
I seek the one leading to the light,
The one that will take me home.
Can I find the way?
Voices whisper from the darkness.
Some seek to ameliorate,
Many yearn to decimate.
I put my trust in one that gives hope.
Have I been deceived?
I strike out into the mists.
The voices beckon and guide.
I trip, stumble, and backslide.
Now I wonder,
Have I been twisted?
The shadowed demons:
Masters of mimicry and deception.
Did I follow the wrong perception,
Or have a chosen right?
Am I lost?
I fear the path I was so sure of,
Will it take me to salvation,
Or will it lead to damnation?
Where is a clear answer?
Have I been abandoned?
All around me,
Voices whisper their lies.
They try to demoralize,
And suffocate hope.
Am I alone?
I hold back the tears,
And, with flickering hope, I pray.
He will not leave me astray,
Surely He will save me.
How long must I wait?
Perhaps He has shown me the path.
I did believe. I want to believe
Now I seek a reprieve,
And don't know where to find one.
Am I lost?
I cry out to the sky.
In a quavering voice,
"Tell me the right choice,
Show me the way."
Have I been abandoned?
Were my actions those of a fool?
Have I so easily fallen to the trickery
Of those that so aptly use mimicry?
Is it this hard for others?
Am I alone?
They say the right path is not easy,
Am I making any headway?
Or have I gone astray?
I ask the heavens for the answer.
How long must I wait?
I want to be virtuous.
I fear that I am not.
Perhaps I am a crackpot,
Who cannot tell left from right.
Can I find the way?
I thought this was the straight path,
But was I a fool?
Which voice have I followed?
What damage might I have caused?
Have I been deceived?
I follow my heart.
I pray for guidance.
I want to be good,
But deeply I fear,
Have I been twisted?