More and more
I feel the pull of the unknown.

A relentless urge
to press on into the void

Going where none have gone,
Where none have dared.

I hurl myself into the mist
unsure of what is to follow.

I hold faith in my steady feet to guide me through,
my eyes to see beyond,
my heart never to falter,
my will unbreakable.

Shrouded in fog
Clouded in fear
The future awaits my coming.

Onwards and upwards
into the chasm of death.

Onwards and upwards my destiny awaits.