To the life I lived before, somewhere in the futures past. For what relivance is in store.Once all the lots were cast. A warrior armed, Shining steel sword and shield. Keep from harm, not by feel. Only by the strength you yield.
Why now have I been allowed to see, The constant cycle. The circle to which I am never free.To have met the Arch Angel Michell. To see time begin again clouded only by the death and rebirth. Taught in sin. What now is truth worth?
Must we walk blindly forgetting the life we knew before? Cascading clouds to settle like a fog to hide the truth. Why do you worry constantly walking the floor? When you've seen this place somewhere in the life you left behind.. Now just a prisoner of time.
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