Dusk - Vow


The dust of the infinite times burries me 
In a forgotten grave 
Chained with time and eternal life 
For such a long time 
Alone in an infinitely cold 
And almost completetly dark 
The thousand year-old wrinkles on my face 
And the tears dryed up long ago 
Are being burried by the dust of an eternity 
Till somebody opens the grave on a night 
Finding the chained in the past 
Ancient dark soul of mine 
Blowing away the dust from me 
And from the weapons laying at my side 
The war starts again 
So it had never ended 
And the face gleaming on my sword 
Is the one's who freed me 
Such a familiar face... 
This is my face... 
I freed myself 
Just as I vowed a thousand years ago 
I came to pull down the gates...

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