Every time I come back, around,
Take a full circle, fallen on the grounds.
A helpless thought and a reckless mind,
Walking a path I felt divine
Pausing for winter's break
All my sleep I would forsake.
Mankind goes back to the time
It had all started with the pain
The vast devastation of helpless lives,
The Cruelty and the Beast.
Let me ride, let me follow
Be with you throughout it all
A blank face in the reflection
Of all evils and of all sins,
The one that's forgiven.
Though darkness, homicidal death,
Your dark eyes rise above the sea of utter despair,
Cripples my defenses from within.
Under your command I will obey...
In my vision you are the embodiment of pure freedom
But through my eyes you are made of stone.
-Words by AJ.
A fallen tribute to Opeth, Crade of Filth.
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