Time and time again I stand at the crossroad.
Where the weight of my burden eclipses my resolve.
This broken path I've chosen, I walk it alone.
Though I feel forgotten, you've carved my name in stone.
In these desperate times.
This I plead.
When all else fails remember me.
This is daily crucifixion and these rusty nails leave scars.
My jagged crown is at my side.
Anguish is never far.
This is a blood-oath.
They are nothing to me anymore.
But your voice means more to me than you'll ever know.
There's no question, you're the answer.
I will find you.