To whom it may concern, I am writing to thee
Concerning the anxiety inflicted on me by thy kindred
Seldom have I been offered any help
And seldom do I ask for it, for I am a self-taught person

Alas! Heavy is the burden I must carry
A pilgrim I am not, but a calm-bearer from afar
Never shall thy devilry halt my steps
Yours faithfully, the man whom you never instructed

My way lies behind a veil of flames
That glows bewitchingly as I approach

I know that effort has not always paid off for me
But I will never ever stop giving it all
If I cannot see what is beyond sight, then so be it
May every hill surprise me with new views of bliss and grief

Dear friends, this is a wild place ruled by evil
But there is also some good in here, and it is worth fighting for it
A swirl is above me and it is threatening me
Nobody is here to guide my steps but I stride determinedly

Sometimes I wonder how much it costs to be true to myself
But then I realise that I simply don’t care
My fate will remain unwritten and I will keep pushing forward
I miss you! With love, your friend from the jungle

My way lies behind a veil of flames
That glows bewitchingly as I approach

I know that effort has not always paid off for me
But I will never ever stop giving it all
If I cannot see what is beyond sight, then so be it
May every hill surprise me with new views of bliss and grief

I know that effort has not always paid off for me
But I will never ever stop giving it all
If I cannot see what is beyond sight, then so be it
May every hill surprise me with new views of bliss and grief