To live the life of the soulless
That horrid beasts would consume my flesh
Their wills overmatching mine
With waning love, I let out my light
A span of water poured into a hole
Through reason, triumph.
To live the life of the soulless
That horrid beasts would consume my flesh
Their wills overmatching mine
With waning love, I let out my light
A span of water poured into a hole