Destiny can not be escaped,

Prophecies must be fulfilled.

A heaven route, a hell route.

To give up is to die.


The cold, the cruel.

The hellish grin.

The warm, the kindness,

From above.


The Decision is inevitable.

A climb to heaven,

A slide to hell.

The easy way out or the long way up.


I chose to go up.

To climb through the dark.

The rungs are few and far apart,

But I will not give up.


One is waiting for me,

The hero who loves me so.

There is nothing for me in hell,

Nothing but demon shows.


A family, my friends,

Calling from above.

So I climb on, slipping and falling

But I will not give up.