As i walk into dark caverns of the heart
My light fades away a slow sunset my flame of hope only a spark
Each part of existence a mixture of componeants of life
My soul in the depth of waters drowning a fragile transparent poltergist
I grab the knife the blade a light to cut through the pitch black shield
Yet i only cut myself and feel what the light is to feel
And i feel and feel until its to real and my sights like the distant horizen
And as the plasma forms cherry red puddles of life i lose sight of where i am
I stand to fall yet we're born to stand only to fall again when we're choosen
So I watch rivers of clear sky blue fall from my face into the crimson oceans
Each step is a step towards deeper shadows and the walls of darkness close
As the hand of a King drops his crown and his body slumps in his throne

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