Feb 3, 2011


Deadly whispers of the days to come,

Mute reminders, of unseen strings,

The strings that bind us,

Shall bind us forever in our curse…

The nightmares haunt us, grow stronger,

For our blood and tears, feeds their hunger.

The lesser man weeps before his gods,

The stronger man subdues them…

Absolution is a point of view

Carry your burdens proudly,

Weep not for those that harm you

Weep not even for yourself

Kneel before the image of pain,

Weakened by the course of fate,

The deeds of death are in fact deeds of life,

Waiting, to be reborn cleaner than before.

Sin or Absolution

Death or Birth

Light or Darkness

The same to Me…

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