I walk a path combustible
The safety becomes the fright
The set in stone remains adjustable
The darkness can still be light
So I follow the leader
Right into the pit
The writer becomes the reader
To fight, the new submit.
I walk through ways unorthodox
The method is more than the means
The finished products become the building blocks
The men more the machines
So I follow the leader
Into a deep dark well
The writer becomes the reader
As heaven turns to hell.
I walk through each and every obstacle
The walls the only way out
The musts become the optional
The answers the only doubt
So I follow the leader
Back and forth and in again
The writer becomes the reader
The righteous into the sin.
I walk through vacant kingdom
Turn my nothing into a throne
The debts become the income
While the sticks turn to stone
So I follow the leader
Inside out and upside down
The writer becomes the reader
The king into the clown.