Awakened, yet I see only darkness I curse the god that got me born - Got me gifted I sense the closing, the arrive is near From dead-men, thoughts come my way All that's deceased Forcing their grief Of what once was upon me Clearing their souls of misery and leaving me be
Rain of thoughts piercing me From unknown identities Experience their Ensuing fate Relive their lives Their pain, their hate The pain of death fulfilling me Again to see life's destiny, release me
A torture again to see Lost souls in obscurity Seeking their way through me To absorb their agone
Mental connection
He is free from misery His work is done by me
God is no saviour On that part I reign To whom will I leave my pain? When I die?
