a limitation to utilization...my vanish
is desenvatet by semblance...of banish
struggle for fatal strength shall rise
my vanity is just usurpation through violation
concealed to descent
itґs my time to fly through born horizons
bells chime
born in flesh
...pray for mystery
itґs the revelation
my throne of elevation
you my god...the life gets my thoughts
you my god...give my reincarnation
you mygod...take me to the garden of origin
you my god...of upcoming downfall
with my hands i can feel eternity
went to empty skies to assume the history of eternity
consumed genocide made this part
mightiest apocalypse rise !
