I'm yearning to reveal my burden

For the sake of sympathy, another moment lost

As shown by an ordinary eye;

lenient efforts sink down in to oblivion

and my irrelevance shines completely through



Attacking when I can't defend;

In a sleep beyond The End itself



I am irrelevant for the final of Gods

The entirety can only be seen behind the looking glass,

where an ordinary eye can't see



Not a tremendous sense of delight,

but a scorching flame of nothingness

As the "deep well of forget" floods with

anything even least productive

This is a moment that I never anticipated...



Devotion for these ideas threats my sense-lit road

Infection loaded with pathos; an attack with the most clever of ways



I am irrelevant for the final of Gods

The entirety can only be seen behind the looking glass,

where an ordinary eye can't see



"Devotion for these ideas threats my sense-lit road"