I\'m getting in the way of this vehicle,
I under mind, what do I say?
To this truth does me no good.
Sinking in this shade of blue.
Take this over, and the nightmares I need.
I\'m stronger than I believe.
Dancing in a field of green grenades.
As the days turn to bones.
Shadow is what I am,
and this vehicle slowly drained.
I\'m stronger than the armies of the crowd.
I\'ll stand my ground.
In this tidal wave.
I\'ll fade as a echo in a standing stream.
This shadow I am shall walk the backward
earth and find the stars
and blow up the crown of Aeon and
the thief shall pay for his crimes.
In history\'s den the hell you pay shall
be your reward if you like.
Take turns with your seek and destroy
and reject.
I\'ll slowly put my energy while your
at the task. I\'ll slowly drain...
the world you walk.
And fill myself with the sword
is the pen don\'t make the ink
into daggers I\'ll spit. I\'m in
the way of my own path.
This vehicle I am
the only one.
Who can heal this wound with
darkness the balm
the pain shall worsen
let\'s apply the same
measures to the art of light
that touches skin
and eclipses your
faintness.
Let this vehicle
form into
the
palm
of the
sinking sea,
where the oceans
can run dark, in the light
of mornings, at
what cost....