Fugitive

The skies fall and I am loathe to look back
Be not afraid, not all dangers can destroy you
The waters surge. The pass That left no man alive
Look not behind, aid unseen lights the way ahead.

The signs fail. My surest foot is behind
Be not afraid, not all dangers can destroy you
The light breaks, but I am forced into shadow
Look not behind, aid unseen lights the way ahead.

Fix your eyes upon what lies above the climb
On the source of all desire
Fix your eyes, for you have left the storm behind
For the Origin awaits.

Oh, in the face of the abyss I unwill what I once had willed
Assailed by cowardice, a wound that can't be healed
In the tempest of my thought I annul the task I chose
But as light breaks, a shade, my guide; the blessed pray: Arise!

My will to yours united. Your wisdom, my guide
Three blessed souls my strength. Go forth, as worlds collide.