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Undying odyssey..... a myriad of times

The soul has seen
Through eyes of heaven
The imperium of earth
Nothing left to perceive

Help me to escape from this excistence
I yearn for an answer..... can you help me?
I'm drowning in a sea of abused visions and shattered dreams
In sommolent illusion..... I'm paralysed

Infinity distraction.....
A pious human disorder
Blind to passage of souls
Conclusion from one remembrance

Help me to escape.....

Transfixed..... I gaze through my window at a world lying under a shroud of frost
In a forlorn stupor I feel the burning of staring eyes, yet no-one's here
Detached from this reality, in the knowing of dreams,
we know the entity of ensuing agony waits to clasp us in it cold breast, in an empty room
We awake and it's true
I dreamt of the sun's demise
awoke to a bleak morning
In the emptyness i beheld fate
for the dead ligth is a foretelling of what will be.....
I saw a soul drift from life
through death
and arrive at Elysian Fields in welcoming song
Yet i stand in a dusk-filled room
depondently watching the passing of a kindret spirit.....
and there is no song......
just a delusion of silence.....
Undying odyssey..... a myriad of times      The soul has seen   Through eyes of heaven   The imperium of earth   Nothing left to perceive      Help me to escape from this excistence   I yearn for an answer..... can you help me?   I'm drowning in a sea of abused visions and shattered dreams   In sommolent illusion..... I'm paralysed      Infinity distraction.....   A pious human disorder   Blind to passage of souls   Conclusion from one remembrance      Help me to escape.....      Transfixed..... I gaze through my window at a world lying under a shroud of frost   In a forlorn stupor I feel the burning of staring eyes, yet no-one's here   Detached from this reality, in the knowing of dreams,   we know the entity of ensuing agony waits to clasp us in it cold breast, in an empty room   We awake and it's true   I dreamt of the sun's demise   awoke to a bleak morning   In the emptyness i beheld fate   for the dead ligth is a foretelling of what will be.....   I saw a soul drift from life   through death   and arrive at Elysian Fields in welcoming song   Yet i stand in a dusk-filled room   depondently watching the passing of a kindret spirit.....   and there is no song......   just a delusion of silence.....