A lost soul
Darkness, is all I see now
and I, but a ghost on a ghostly plain
ascending, ascending upward and
I can see the suffering of the world
But I'm trapped in this vortex
with the howling souls of the past
Crying out for the damned-to -be
A cycle that cannot be broken and be set free
Free from the spiraling towers
Forever ascending and descending
Doomed to watch The Earth fall by the sword
and wretched unkindness
I am but free, now I am but a slave to a world
I no longer exist in
bound to watch it forever
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