As I walk through the endless tales that taunt me.
I being to wonder, when will my life begin?
All I can see, is what the moon's shine shows.
Nothing in front of me.
Everything left behind me.
As I start to realize the destruction, that my life caused me.
I've become engulfed by what kills my life inside.
All that is hate and invalid to the moon's halo.
Nothing is left for me now
And everything beings to bring me, my calm.
A calm to an never-ending abyss.
I don't know where this road will lead me to.
But I can't give up, looking for what I need.
I have to find the missing piece to my puzzle.
THe final piece that will end my suffrage.
There's nothing left for me
and everything ceases to fail.
So I must walk the road, that the moon's shine shows.
For only I know what my life needs...
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