What happens when we are left completely blank?
Were so afraid its gonna be dark and colored black.
But light is just a relative illusion.
Is just your own and personal intrudor.
Without darkness you cant wait for dawn.
Without darkness you wouldnt mourn the sun.
Let us just forget about our way.
Let us just slip without the worlds pressure... away.
I am trying to break apart this chains...
this chains that provide us with distractions...
taking us away from our objectives...
from our goals... from our passions...
From our throne.
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