• I can only wait so long,
    Until my breath starts to feel thinner,
    And my eyes grow heavy and tired.
    I can only do so much wrong,
    Until I can't deny I'm a sinner,
    And in blackness my soul is mired.
    If you hear the song,
    If you swear you're a winner,
    Your faith will one day be retired,
    With the chime of the gong,
    The dark journey's beginner,
    With which evil endeavors are sired.
    So be not sure,
    Belief will endure,
    For the world is seldom so kind.
    At the end of our tour,
    We'll falter before,
    The cumulative effect of life's grind.