I've passed the dream
A luring voice
A beckon made for me
Searching through the trees
A path clears
Their lies of mockery
I fly from this sleeping death

Back to my beginnings

We cradle away from our disease

Her voice pierces the darkness
I panic amongst the screams

Release to me

The echoes of a lonesome grief
The begging tears within

No

You can almost feel the second
Her eyes turned to me
A touch of a radiant scorch
This warmth of agony

Burn, feel my wrath form from space
Your taunts of horrid peace
Foul, this world concedes
For Elora gone, I proceed

Oh to see, your face fall from memory
This severed loss of land
Sown to me, your touch flows of majesty
Lifted the burden off my hand

Through the fog, the spell of discordant
Veil of gods, they peer from the kingdoms below
Look passed this bliss, reaching for the silver wane
For when they sleep, the spirits they frolic
Away from time, the heir of the darkest of thrones
Bestowed to me, failed of humanity

The gate opens to me


Fear of all that is gone
The rupture lies beneath
Of pain, I remember what lies
Passed the brink

My spirit trembles through phase
Dissolves my skin into shade
Waters still, I peer across the lake

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