Lead Me Not To a Shadowless March

Lead me not to a shadowless march Whence love and lust seek to merge Two steps behind, a step afar Things of the heart we tend to drag. Lead me not to a shadowless march A strange road; a slouchy soul Two to tow with dragging toes Too far behind a glimpse of hope. Lead me not to a shadowless march Crossbite or snare, the road impels Thither or not, a soul despairs Stalled beyond, a tale to tell. Lead me not to a shadowless march Sweat and blood, I've come this far The king is tipped, much less to spar A tale at hand, I'll live to bear.