Pathogen Pathmaker
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
