Stumbling through narrow paths.
Afraid of what [bad word] next.
As the darkness closes in
I start [bad word] 
What have I done to deserve this
neverending hunt?
I will never be able to return home.
My existence is shattered.

As I stop to gasp for air, I wonder...
Wonder when my final call [bad word] 
And if it's really worth escaping from.
I'm so tired.

Between trees and stones.
On stale paths, beneath my reality.
It's like I lost the key to my mind.
I can no longer control myself.
No [bad word] 
I will fight my demons right here.

Dear child, through horrors
and fright you will fade.
Fade to distant worlds
and distant lives.
As you lose your suffering,
there's nothing more to believe in.
Your belief to this day has been life.
Now my belief will fill
your soul with death.

I no [bad word] 
I stand my ground and wait...

I wait...