The Catalyst of Truth

It's a riddle of the mind

It's a pledge to be spoken

When all light seems to die

Inside we are awoken

 

When I cringe in despair

Over what's gone and what's broken

It's the price to be paid

It's the missing gold token

 

When I sit in the dust

It says do not despair

The answer lies within you

Take care, take care

 

When the door seems to lock

And there's no way out

Make a way with your words

When you're shadowed with doubt

 

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