Pathmaker

By Pathogen

Released on April 26, 2020

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I can feel the wind. I feel the light

This moment always felt so far out of sight

Captured in this moment, my mind breaks free

With the wolves as my guide, I’ll make my way through the trees

Masses will struggle as they fail to make way

Following blind icons that lead them astray

The destination is unknown

My soul is lost but continues to roam

I only ponder of what I’ll become

Where do I belong?

Where do I belong?

With the world at large, Insignificance defeats me

The critics shoot the wounded. They fall to their knees

In the voyage of the lost

We make our own path

We find a way

In the voyage of the lost

I will clear a path through the decay

I can feel the wind

I feel the light

Forever seeking myself, my meaning of life

I’ve walked the earth but have nowhere to go

Lost souls looking for answers but with nothing to show

Swaying through the broken auras of the lost and the desperate

I’ll carry on beyond the abyss

With the world at large, Insignificance defeats me

The critics shoot the wounded. They fall to their knees

In the voyage of the lost

We make our own path

We find a way

I can feel the wind

I feel the light

Pathmaker

I’ll find my way

In the voyage of the lost

I’ll clear a path through the decay