This is where I endlessly stride No refuge, march perpetually Cursed to walk this scorched earth for miles This is where I endlessly stride Bear the weight perpetually No retrogress Drag the weight, forge ahead Impoverished and desolate This terrain is my burden Ceaseless march in solitude, as bone scrapes cartilage Flesh against granite To roam scorched earth with dust filled lungs Deterioration Condemned to march Isolated Quarantine unending Forever stride alone Through this scorched earth