Towards the Sanctuary

I am he that move in the valleys
 Of the damned, making haste
 Persistent like the rasps at chains of the world
 Into perpetual dementia the crossroads twirl
 Here at the eye of the storm
 But from an unusual tree my cane was cut
 And it is ever by my side
 Wherever leads the trail
 Whatever burden that oppress the heart
 Where sorrows thrive
 And shadows linger everlasting
 On vacant thrones
 Behold a river aflow
 Winding and twisting, back to its source
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 There goes our way
 Through everlasting decay
 To where the Temple stands eternally
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 Ours is a path of power
 Edged by the remmants of the slain
 Long have we walked upon it
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 But ours is the patience of the pilgrim
 Who journeys against the tide Ever towards the Sanctuary
 Beyond the shores of life and Death
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 For it has made me a defier of every law
 That robs my kind of liberty and grace
 I am he that move in the valleys of the damned
 And none shall lessen my pace
 Besieged, expired and undone
 The waste, from whence I am gone
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 Behold the last of stars ascend
 To mark the return
 To the night without end
 Where goes our way
 Through everlasting decay
 To where, the Temple stands eternally
 In words, in deed
 In scars that ever bleed
 On towards the Sanctuary forever
 Ours in triumph and eternal Death