Will you be my grove of titans,
In the abysmal road of doubt.
A long way back to the roads,
Less traveled this life.

Risk and reward,
Rose and thorn.
Blood and ivoroid
Bound me.

Will you be my final finish;
A flash of lightning.
A walk in the rain,
Cold and dark in this life.

The scenery fades,
With bedlam at its worst.
Branches crack.
Thunder roars.

Risk and reward.
Risk and reward.

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