The Spirit

Strive For Salvation

Mystified, alienated from the world around
Sense, aspire for enlightenment
The quest, emerge from the abyss
Sorrow, the fuel that lights the flame

Meaningless, gratifications of your pathetic life
Attended by the Moon, your dusk is my dawn
Onerous times, when I walk the trails of mortals
Distressing times, detained by my demons

I strive for salvation
Suffer and embrace temptation

The strain, intoxication of the mind
Trial, rise from the adversity
Escape the past and enter fields denied
Misery for the weak, I fight for the treasure I seek