Dark Are The Ways

Dark are the ways

But in the dark ways there is light

In the dark and endless deep there is light

For the blind men there is never light

The path's color is ever black, for the blind men

There in the dark world there is light, and fire

Everything is away, words, darkness and light

I enter the darkness path

I see the light, I have the light, solid dark and hard

As hard as the nails of the cross

As solid as the lances

That splintered the body of the fright

Dark are the ways, dark are the ways!!!

Winds for dark and flaming paths

Winds that will conduct vehement beams

Winds that blind men will neither see nor blow

Winds that the wead won't see

Winds that willonly light and darkness

Winds for dark and flaming paths

Winds dark are the ways!