Non existent in a plane of void before

Merely dust in the winds that form the storm.

Now restored as lord of my world

Or disperse into a realm of discord.



The extraction of my energy

Evolution or descend into the grave

Dust to sust.



So I strive and struggle to find the way,

Living life I'm blind unknowing what can be

One chance to grasp to finally see

Another side of my being.



The extraction of my energy

Evolution or descend into the grave.



Cursed matter blinds inner being

From astral form

In this world we exist

Only seeing horror.



Non existent in a plane of void before

Merely dust in the winds that form the storm.

Now restored as lord of my world

Or disperse into a realm of discord.



The extraction of my energy

Evolution or descend into the grave