Aeons spent wandering blindly,
faced by the rivers of pain.
The ice, colossal and winding.
Behold the blasphemous reign.
Now my choices are turning against me.
Was I wrong to expect what the others had.
Show me the way to undo all my wrongs,
another illusion to which I conformed.
And so the lights disappear
as the demons draw near.
King of a fallen people,
anointed and holy he stands.
Their eyes are trusting and feeble,
begging with famished hands.
No more cold state.
I raise myself unto a higher level.
All that I have now, I leave behind
for you to hold in your so called prison.
And so the light disappears,
as the demons draw near.
Then all the shadows found me,
as the dreams turned into nightmares.
And all the well known faces turned away.
An evil grip was pulling me to the ground.
And no one came to help me, as I slowly drowned.
Below the surface, you'll find the truth.
Accept the fact that it is coming for you.
Accept the truth.
Discovering the facts may be cruel.
Accept the fact that it is stronger than you.
Accept the truth.
WE ARE NOTHING!