A Night On the Road
On the crossroads of power and love
I find myself lost in sorrow
On the crossroads of power and love
I find myself awaiting the morrow
Before the scales of death and birth
I wash my hands in the river of time
Before the scales of death and birth
I ponder beneath the stars that shine
Within my soul a battle rages
Between Angels pure and Devils vile
Within my soul a battle rages
Yet I must walk my final mile…
Copyright © Moose Bak | Year Posted 2007
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