Masterplan

Under the moon i am a warrior
Seeking the shades of the night
Crossing the land like a hero
Marching with pain and delight
Nothing to gain but the scars inside
Cold is the mask and I'm sore from crying
I'm running blind in my shoes
I need places to go, I need things to feel
So I can find in myself something real to believe
I am ready to receive and I'm dark from the dying
After the storm silent water
Spirits must heal in the sun
But I am restless and aching with sorrow
Pushed without nowhere to run