Ledacia: Part 3 - The Distiller

The decisions I make all effect their lives
The lives of these liveless beings
I donate myself into this static forum
Lifeless, moveless, into the scenes
They\'re all being lost, it\'s all my fault
Distort the noise they cry out to me
You\'re selfish, dishonest, an unclaimed lore
Owning and disowning this distillery
Spirits are climbing and faeries breathe down
The exhalations slip down your neck
Fire burning away and you can\'t get the air
Disintigrating into the barbarian speck
The slaves you named Selkies are free again
You\'ve lost a war that never ends
The throne is in store for another justice
A justice with more than just disowned spirit friends