The gravity of the circumstance
Hit me like an arrow
I never thought it mattered
Where we journeyed to
The depression comes like boulders
Destroying all in its way
Our only way out of here
Is guaranteed our death
Cling to ritual and religion
Only for these things to die
The way out isn't real
Only suicide
You helped me through these wild travels
Is this how it ends?
Do we not taste the nectar
Of what we long for
When do we decide it's over
When we've gone too far
Do we stay and suffer
Until the disease takes hold
Let it go
Do not journey any longer
There is nothing to find
You will come to face
A spirit much too fearful
We will not survive this battle
Farewell my friend
Let it go