I walk the face of earth once more,
Mindless puppet, my strings are torn.
Thy creaky bones, I see no sight,
Yet given a chance to turn wrong to right.

Wars Raging, old mans guilt,
Our world Slowly turns to silt.

Parents weeping, children slain,
bloody thoughts, fear will reign.

I look in shadows, a creature did lurk,
he whispered to me, hiding a smirk.
"Thou shalt be killed if thee can't find,
the demon lurking in thou mind."
So off I ventured, to quench my thirst,
of corpses piled with hearts-a-burst.
And on thy quest what did I see?

The Wicked Path Of Destiny