Do you feel immortal,
Riding the chaotic storm?
Consuming, not caring,
Blindly forgetting
The end of it all
Where do you think it will take you?
I'd say your sanctuary is built upon a sand
And when it falls, you'd be left alone
Out in a desert where no beauty dwells
Upon you darkness fell,
Thou will not rest in hell
Cursing you to follow
Like a shadow with a face
Is it a gift from god, offering you it's hand
To write your name in fire?
To burn all bridges behind,
Carry with you the flame
And blind the eyes of friends and foes?
Cursed be thy name.