Through passion and trial
Through tribulation and virtue
A man walks a road all the while
He looks back to remember his roots
He knows the path he walks is uncertain
But he walks on trusting in fate
He’s known love, shrouded through a curtain
He tasted the wine of lust, savoring the taste
He’s felt the bitterness of loss
Scarred indefinitely by the fires of anger
Now he walks alone through his life lost
Never knowing where he may linger
Traces of regret follow him
Lines of sorrow mar his features
Cold determination sets him
Passion warms this cold creature
Through tribulation and virtue
Through passion and trial
A man walks a road he’s used to
He faces his future, he lives for his child