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The road downhill is the path of naught

Soaked by the blood of failures

In search of more, a trail twisted and fraught

The cairns that mark the paths of old

Burn in the sunlight, awaiting the cold

They weigh the cost of mans resolve

Scarring the mountain by baring your soul

Graves adorn the sodden ground

They litter the foothills

Serve as a warning for those who’ve felt

The breath over the mountain pass

To bring you to the dark

A gentle palm in shroud of light

To bring you to the dark, below

Trace the stone with prayer and psalm

And draw their strength through faith and alms

Spill the blood of earth’s divine and

Soak your wounds in hallowed brine

A breath over the the mountain pass

To bring you down to the dark below

Into the never ending night, where unseen rivers flow

All you’ve ever loved has never come to pass

Hold on to your fractured light and reap what you have sown

May you keep your heart close

The light no longer touching your skin

Retreat towards the dark within