When destiny takes an awful turn,
The power of faith is truly tested,
Putting good versus evil into war.

To keep traveling in the hot desert,
No matter how exhausted you feel,
Even when quench of thirst is strong.

Staying honest to the doctrine of virtue,
By not letting vileness corrupt your views,
Especially if temptation offers promising hope.

By walking the journey with full exertion,
While keeping the path fully righteous,
Loyalty is given to yourself and a higher power.

All outcomes are driven by desire,
Fueled by the intentions to succeed.

Not every result is created equal,
Due to the justice of the means.

Good versus evil battles for cause,
Deciding the value of success.

Vileness leads to an easier end,
Throwing out worthy principles.

Winning with virtue is harder,
Keeping integrity in progress.

If the journey is kept righteous,
The soul will earn a higher prize.

A knight without his sword is powerless,
Unarmed against the brutal enemy.

He feels vulnerable with no weapon,
Fighting the battle of life while helpless.

Combating in the ultimate war,
A warrior never surrenders.

The soldier brawls with the opposing army,
Acquiring a way to retrieve weaponry,
Fueled by the determination to live.

The quilt promises protection,
Manipulating our dreaded fears.

Entering the world of isolation,
Defending ourselves from civilization.

We must battle the deadly earth,
Starting a fight in order to cherish life.

Once the blanket has been lifted,
A life full of opportunities can be waiting.

Lyrics can sing a beat of meaning,
Vocalizing words that shed tears.

Expression symbolizes reality,
Crying from the language of remembrance.

Tranquility or pain awakens with the music,
Telling a tale filled with emotions.

Let the song represent purpose,
As the tune is the spark for motivation.

We feel like a puzzle piece is missing,
Saddened that the picture isn’t intact.

Time and effort was spent on a cause,
Building a foundation out of love.

We can’t see the whole photo,
But that doesn’t mean it’s incomplete.

The entire image is alive in our hearts,
A portrait no person can steal from us.

The perfection clause doesn’t apply,
Yet we struggle to be flawless.

Society demands perfectionism,
But the perfect human ceases to exist.

We are all sinners in an imperfect world,
In a universe that is filled with faults.

Immorality is part of the individual,
A mind which consists of defects.

Misdeeds will prevail in this life,
As wrong acts continues to thrive.

The soul can live based on virtue,
Following a path where dignity rules.

Even though we can’t be perfectionists,
Striving to be finest person is enough.

Judgements of deception plagued my mind,
Following an artificial shadow with no hope.

Having problems from cognitive growth,
Learning was considered a form of witchcraft.

No intentions of committing remorseful acts,
Yet sinned horribly with clouded viewpoints.

Jinxed by the demons of mental illnesses,
Leading to the wicked curse of addiction.

Due to the unpreparedness at the legal age,
The real world ate me alive during adulthood.

Climbing an uphill battle to conquer problems,
The first step needed to start with exploration.

Reaching the highest mountains to find potential,
Recognizing my personality through discovery.

Acceptance from pure identity led to happiness,
Now traveling a path of my own choosing.

You have to roll a six,

With four dices on the board.



The odds are not in your favor,

Playing a big game of chance.



Critics are saying it’s impossible,

But you still play in the tournament.



Self-discipline increases the luck,

Determination reduces the risk.



Regardless the outcome of the game,

A dream is better pursued than left alone.