Wandering through the shadows alone,
Stoney faces burn with contempt
Shallow pools of conscious thought,
Wrought from the souls of mortal men
In clouded thoughts of induced kinds,
Climb the staircase that
Leads to an open mind, search your soul
Peruse the lines,
Misquote what's writ and be misplaced in
Mind
Paths of thought, path's of thought

Paths of thought through barren fields,
Harvest of innocence
That does not yield, in skies of hate
Through rage like rain,
Paths of thought unconscious

Mountains built up by your hate,
Shadow the forests of deceit,
Where ocean of tears fall from blind eyes,
On wings of emotion with no end in sight
In clouded thoughts of induced kinds,
Climb the staircase that
Leads to an open mind, search your soul
Peruse the lines,
Misquote what's writ and be misplaced in
Mind
Paths of thought, path's of thought
Paths of thought through barren fields,
Harvest of innocence
That does not yield, in skies of hate
Through rage like rain,
Paths of thought unconscious
Unconscious reflecting,
Unconscious reflecting pain

Onward through all flesh and bone,
Pressed on by conviction
Within strangers to our only thoughts,
Where sorrow is our only friend
In clouded thoughts of induced kinds,
Climb the staircase that
Leads to an open mind, search your soul
Peruse the lines,
Misquote what's writ and be misplaced in
Mind
Paths of thought, paths of thought

Paths of thought through barren fields,
Harvest of innocence
That does not yield, in skies of hate
Through rage like rain,
Paths of thought unconscious
Unconscious reflecting,
Unconscious reflecting pain