The Wanderer

From Your path I did wander
and soon pain did I find.
First it tore my heart
and then it tormented my mind.

I feared myself lost.
For how could I return?
I've fallen in the gutter
now I'm filthy with grime
why would you ever want me,
o son of the devine?

Soon a voice I heard
a sad cry beneath it's call.
"where are you going little child?
don't run so far from home.
I will always love you
for now you are mine own.
I gave my all to save you,
I'll clease you once again.
if I shed my blood to save you
is there anything I'd spare?
Come. Turn now from evil
and you'll find my joy again."