take me to your journey to the east you say,
and i take you to the north if you may,
land and mountains are far at grasp,
with tainted winds that past at last,

the macabre shadows that steals our way,
to east nor north that they invade,
the harsh sun may bite so deep,
but the blistering cold can bite much deeper,

though we may cross such differnt ways,
like heaven and earth our feet be in rage,
you may have burns on your skin while you walk so vast,
but is do have blisters as companion too shalow and fast,

you may have lost your devine horns,
but i have severed my wings when i do fall,
why dont we just take a diffrent way,
when the both of us can walk and sway,

we might have burdens but in different ways,
but nobody would care as love as we are slaves,
lets walk in this very much diffrent path,
so we wont be alone if we bleed and pass.