Deep within the mind and soul, there lies a wide, sign of cold...pale as the nine lashes doll and pain like the blackheart's soul...
Beyond the horizon, i see a dark light of old-
times that flashes before my eyes of gore,and though i couldn't reach out there,my spirit will always blend in among the thorns!
I saw the memories of old,I heard the voices of unspoke,I felt the presence of stories untold,it was not a dream after all
Still on the path,i walk past the unborn.
Peace changed to wrath,the prophecy has been torn!
