As the moon cast its shadow
Over the depths of my sorrow,
Darkness fills the emptiness
devouring pride and sadness.
My heart is growing bitter and cold,
With each passing hour apathy unfolds.
Building unsurmounted hatred,
Leading to a path, i will alone tread.
A soul bound in darkness,
Devoid of light but not faithless.
Seeking absolute redemption,
An escape from human infraction.
When the weight of the world subsides,
The lies will cease to reside.
Every soul will be free
From the chains of their vanity.
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