after the
smoke clears
and the flames subside
(we have been forsaken...)
a thousand eyes were upon me
soulless, and without mind
(we have been forsaken...)
will there never be an end?
if I could be forgiven
every breath would be a prayer
(we are not forgiven...)
will there never be an end?
I have tread, and spanned the horizon
I’ve seen this world, the beauty in decay
I strike down the faceless and unknown
I feel blessed, for I can see
the stars look down on me...
will there never be an end?
as the stars look down on me...
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