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 Im finally free!
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Orbscurarium: Dark Creations by Trëz.
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A red carpet, watching my every step,
a crown on my head - it would be nice!
But being god is what I want!
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