There is
A way
That seemeth right
Unto man

There is
A way
That seemeth right
Unto man

But the end thereof is death
The end thereof is death
Is death
Is death
Death

There is
Another way
There is
Another way

Preserve thy loneliness from all men
Remain undisturbed by all except the impression
Free thyself from anything that could be foreign to thy being
And direct thy conscience towards the solitary view
By which thou bearest a beast in thine soul
As an object from which thine eyes never wander

Complete isolation of soul
Brooks no imitation of creatures
No self-humiliation, nor self-elevation
And strives to be neither below or above
Wanting only to rest in itself
Reaching neither towards love nor towards suffering

It does not consider it's equality, or inequality, with other beings
It wants neither to be the one
Nor the other
It wants only to be at one with itself

Preserver
Thy loneliness
From all
All men

Preserver
Thy loneliness
From all
All men

Preserver
Thy loneliness (thy loneliness)
From all (all, loneliness)
All men

Preserver
Thy loneliness
From all
All men

Preserver (Preserver)
Thy loneliness
From all
All men