Life never truly lived until death approacheseach moment livedseems to be replayedLife at that moment feels like a DVDreplaying for its last timesilen..
BOUND BY AN OATH OF BLOODSTRENGTHENED BY THE ELEMENTSMAGIC USED TO DEFENDSWORDS IN HANDPREPARED TO KILLFRIENDS BECOME KNIGHTSTHE INNOCENT BECOME KILLE..
A mark against my nameone that refuses to to laid to restevery moment my mistake is resurrectedRemembered like an important point in historysomething ..
Inside meexists a lightit shines brighter than the sunblinding but many are able to see it Some sought to put curtains uphoping to dim all that's see..
Sometimes the things we seewe have yet to touchdesiring to holdBeing so close yet it remains out of reachfingertips have yet to touch the surfaceDesir..
My twisted dark fantasies have become my living nightmareshadows lurkthe darkest of placesno saint would gowithin this my soul resthoping no light shi..
A MYTH OF OLDA PROPHECY WRITTEN IN BLOODA TALE CRAVED IN STONE A CHILD BORN OF DARKNESSWHOSE FATHER CENTURIES HAVE KNOWNTAUGHT THE WAYS OF WARACCEPTI..