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If I were to cut deep enough, would I reach a shred of sanity?
If I were as a lion, to maul the corpse of my foe, would you scream and bleed for me?
Even just a little..

I am mere dust on this earth.
A footprint left in a cave for a thousand years..
A thousand and one shall I endure the brand of punishment upon my sin.
The craving is lust. And I, a mere follower..
Such a thing cannot be strong enough to lift me from my years left in darkness..

Light for me, was lost many years ago.
So here, I sit in wonder.
I wander through dreams. Tears will fall. And the earth itself shall be reshaped. And flown off the birds eyes wander through shivering snow.

I too once wished to walk among men.
Though I was not chosen among the wreckage of the last age.
So here I sit, forever counting the seconds it takes one to lie..
In fear and repression we wait to fly off.

Nothing will stop the return of the dead within their grasp.
We are shadows.
But we hear the bells, calling for us.
And so we too shall rise.

And you will see our beauty through the axe and the spear.
Cry upon me the name of your god and I will kill him.
For he let me go without passage along the riverside.

And so I am blind and without sound or smell.
I am then the riverbed of which you drink.
And the beauty that lies within your bloodstained will to live...

~End~

Description
If I were to cut deep enough, would I reach a shred of sanity?
If I were as a lion, to maul the corpse of my foe, would you scream and bleed for me?
Even just a little..

I am mere dust on this earth.
A footprint left in a cave for a thousand years..
A thousand and one shall I endure the brand of punishment upon my sin.
The craving is lust. And I, a mere follower..
Such a thing cannot be strong enough to lift me from my years left in darkness..

Light for me, was lost many years ago.
So here, I sit in wonder.
I wander through dreams. Tears will fall. And the earth itself shall be reshaped. And flown off the birds eyes wander through shivering snow.

I too once wished to walk among men.
Though I was not chosen among the wreckage of the last age.
So here I sit, forever counting the seconds it takes one to lie..
In fear and repression we wait to fly off.

Nothing will stop the return of the dead within their grasp.
We are shadows.
But we hear the bells, calling for us.
And so we too shall rise.

And you will see our beauty through the axe and the spear.
Cry upon me the name of your god and I will kill him.
For he let me go without passage along the riverside.

And so I am blind and without sound or smell.
I am then the riverbed of which you drink.
And the beauty that lies within your bloodstained will to live...

~End~