As I travel
This road of bones
I see the lives of many I call my own
As I travel
Down this road of bones
Death rides beside me to tarry me back home
Life is just another awkward phase
At the end of this ride I must push through this haze
As I travel
The path of light
There is an angel of death walking on my right
As I travel
Down this path of light
There is one more battle that I must not fight
Is it time for life without breath
Should I welcome Sleep or his half brother Death
As I travel
Along the steets of life
The black hand is ready to strike with his scythe
As I travel
Down the streets of life
I must stay my hand and march into strife
Too many souls have left me alone
Too many sins for one man to atone.

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