Monday, 16 August 2010

A Walk Through the Valley

As I walk through the valley
Of the shadow of death
I can feel the fear
I can see my breath

The ice is thin
Beneath my feet
A lonely walk
To my final defeat

I can see myself
Beneath the ice
One foot wrong
And I’ll pay the price

As I walk
Beneath my feet
Is a different me
The pacing beast

I see myself
Pace up and down
With a broken wing
And a dented crown

If the ice would break
And I fell to the beast
My soul would be open
Free for the feast

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