STAND

I've reached my final stand
With the last of my strength.
Now I see everything so clear,
Clear as never before.

Enlightened by the silky touch
Of the ashes in the wind.
Ashes of the dying world
I have adored for so long.

Silence, my loyal escort,
Whispers me hope no more.
My present is being eaten,
By the flames of despair.

I regret nothing, but the fact
I have been born blind.
Needed a lifetime spent,
To finally understand…


I have to be released from the prison of my flesh,
In order to see the real nature of man.
By erasing my every trail, I will ensure my past,
By erasing my every memory, I ensure my future.
Just a moment more, and nothing else will matter,
Turning my will into a step… and I’m finally free!

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