I underestimated the search
and came out a fool.
I looked for answers everywhere
and everywhere found ghouls.
I journeyed through the lowest valleys
and with shadows as my fuel.
I searched for this thing you call love
And the love I found was cruel.
So I took pilgrimage to Mecca
and there I learned a golden rule.
I can trek forever-i'll never find what i'm looking for
because you can't make a pilgrim out of a mule