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 ::The Pilgrim's Song::

Walk on, unrelenting soul, walk on..
Through the valley of dark woe..
Ever steady, through the times of storm..
Walk on, frail soul, walk on..

Unwavering through the veil of darkness..
Through the path of scarlet flowers and vine..
Striding through the curtains of soft light..
Reflecting on the streams of the mind..

Walk on, frail soul, walk on..
In the snares of tempestuous fall...
Walk on, past kings and thrones..
To the golden gates of heaven's walls..

When throes come as nightmares...
And ghouls torment the spirit within..
When the tree of life seem far from reach..
And the evil in ur mind begin..

Walk on, frail soul, walk on..
Though fate resides on the shores of time..
Never give up, walk on..
Till the end when thy glory shall shine

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