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You Walk Through

Do you walk though those dark paths..

Do you hear the whispers that warn..

You'll stand still for a while, then you take the next stride..

You know, this miseary will drain you..

The dead trees, will haunt you..

The nights you wake up and scream,

Holding your breath , so no one hears

your cries out of the darkest dreams.

Do you walk though those dark paths..

Do you hear the whispers that warn..

These paths are familiar...

To your faults and your failures..

The mountains echo in the distance..

The deepest truths of your existence..

you don't hear them in the blazing glitters.

but you hear them in these paths.

They shock you , you are frozen to stone

you'll break down, but you'll stand up to walk on your own..