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