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A long and lonely path now lies before my feet;

Standing at the crossroads, enduring the sun's true heat.

Lost dreams of ultimate chaos, evil and death seem real;

Wandering towards my destiny, losing the power to feel.

Staggering closer and closer, images become more clear;

Fighting these ghastly demons, this is what I fear.

This sound of light and darkness echo in my brain;

Devils seem to control my blood, flowing throughout my veins.

Souls of tortured beings flash before my eyes;

Once true dreams of entities, now only broken cries.

The wind entices sanctuary, forget the unseen form;

Grievance only matters, underneath the wicked storm.

A fighting force of fury travels without a cause;

It's only religious purpose, showing one its flaws.

Death is the ultimate challenge, as one has so foreseen;

Evil always continues to grow, its shadow but a dream.

A victim of true evil, I now believe its reign;

Following a frightful experience, regiment holds true pain.

Darkened shadows call me out, a derived soul remains;

Actions of a relentless form, a force which it contains.

Viciously fighting within one's self, this demonic being projects;

Stagnant fury remains alive, causing one to forget.

Beyond the borders of hell, out past the river Styx;

Curiosity tends to take control, the mind holds no fix.

Acceptance is what I must endure, chaos comes about;

Evil lies a step away, showing the things we doubt.

Essence of humanity strikes the unlit sky;

Now I know my endless dream, as I drift and die.