Venture You hold a secret art The kind of treasure I revere I call on you To take me far away To cross the vast and meet the fear Darkness, you hold the key I need To get where I intend to go Dream again of wonders of the vast Towards joy, madness and woe Fire I let you light my way To the places I have meant to see Rapture lies hidden in our hearts Shackled, longing to be free Death comes and grabs you by the shoulders And speaks in harsh tone "In the end your path and your life is your own But there are hard choices to be made To act out a dream, no matter what it takes And to hold it close until the very end" Go