Silpheed's Legacy

That of which was lost, was one that can't return
These that have remained, are ones that none shall find.

That of what was saved, 'if shall cannot be found.
Permitted not of servants Dor, avail born not to follow

Great Spirit, gather at the top of Tomorrow, guide revenant
Oblivion's gates invoke Yesterday's Demise

Imbalanced, unearthly soul's dawn, wonder forward.
Twilight's shutter discloses, false havens abundant

From safe, allow them, peak feast grown that from hollows.
Too full, Great Spirit run toward Tomorrow

Slivered, o'er to the Bridge where time can't follow
Evanescence drive rampart in fields of no Tomorrow

Yet free, still imprisoned, of soul that wish for wanting
The will of from Spirit's true silence

Born lost in happy, the soul dath dream from Silence
Nor bliss nor anguish is soul's thought derived

From purpose, given to purpose, of that of soul's null aim
Desires from passion, aim lost in self pity

D'void, soul sets sights of that from Spirits
Ill focus, blurred vied reach in new born sight

Empty, neutral emblem embedded in soul from lost
Great Spirit's continue to Tomorrow's bounty.

Soul that became lost, peak feast bourn hollows await thy bounty
No pain or joy stand grievance from repudiation

Oblivion turns Twilight, the saved soon lost be in bourn found
All of which shall be come phoenix, 'cept the remnants of the one lost

For the soul of From Spirit again purge onward
Of free the sin the fear of soul does linger:

That of which was lost, was one that can't return
For savoir grace, does soul soon find.