lady-crescent

And so it was written by the ancient Gods,     History always repeat itself. Staged acts of sabotage and sublime damnation,     Set the chain of events in motion. And so it was written by the ancient Gods,     Of perpetrators of hate fulfilling ancient prohecies. A fallen world of make believe,     Ambiguity holds the key. And so it was written by the ancient Gods,      All things comes at a price. Displaced, trapped souls, bounded by fear and expectations,      Relays the baton of duties from generations to generations. And so it was written by the ancient Gods,      the rise and fall of empires and civilisations. Shaken

The sum of everything,the bits and pieces I'm the in-between. After all said and done, It amounts to nothing. What you wanted is more than what i could give, the cheap thrill of watching people suffering. It amounts to nothing. What do u benefit? The sum of everything,the bits and pieces I'm the in-between. After all said and done, It amounts to nothing. It's time to stop chasing the wind.

You remain a mystery. Trapped in a dream, waiting to be redeem. Hope remains elusive,                      Spiralling                                into the                                         dark abyss.... You remain a mystery. Condemned to misery,Hell is forever where you'll be. Prisoner of Darkness,                     Forever lurking                                    in the                                          Shadows..... You remain a mstery. Alike, forever we remain apart, My angel, know only happiness,                              Forever                                    you'll stay