In time I will be forgotten Forsaken, forlorn From enemy and friend torn As I choose a path The one less oft tread I fear I dire end waiting Was all for naught if nowhere lead I am overcome with sorrow Life's elusive meaning I seek A journey that leaves me failing Destitute and weak So in pressing in onward I envision Heaven's open gate With hell always at my heels I pray the better of two fates Let me now falter nor stumble Grant me strength on this day With each victory to remain humble And each failure boldly pray