Life is full of surprises
Some will make you cry and most will make you try
Wether you grow on your head a ring or a horn
You fate will always travel in a path full of thorns
Grasping for the potentials as you travel deeper
Blood will start dripping when you feel it's nearer
Don't forget that the world will throw tantrums constantly and be your nemesis
You need to stood your ground and catch them as they cease.
Walking on that path blinded and guided only by your hand
You still venture forth bravely in that place with no ends
For even this journey will lead you in the truths or the lies
You will unconsciously walk away from your demise
