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Moving over this mighty precipice

Endless decay

And yet I may stumble another way

The course of history remains

Losing my way as the knife makes it way down my skin

Slip of the blade as it cuts to the heart of my sin

Burden of wind in the way of my destination

Staggering strength is the key opening ascension

Dark stone

Fall down

Bright sun

Surround

At the summit I see the undescribed

Majesty

I know I may stumble another way

The sky will stay the same today

Touch of the sun on my face, I complete my mission

Ongoing forest of green engulfing my vision

End of the battle and start of a hopeful future

Running with joy to the arms of the Great Renewer