
While the candle burns
The wheel turns
And
They've got their own ideas
Their own warped sense of reality
What exactly it is they posses
What they are really worth
Braggarts and frauds
They wander from cradle to grave
For the most part a brief uninspired and inevitable
Greed-fueled ride to a restless and impermanent human grave
While the candle burns
The wheel turns
I have no regrets beneath this fetid foreign sun
None
A warrior from Bruw
Lived it the way I had to
Reveling in my solitude and poverty
Rampant in the darkness
Shaded in the light
There isn't a man here who can fill my shoes
Tonight or any other damn night
None
I have no regrets
Lonely is a comfortable companion
By myself I am never alone
I came
In pursuit of destiny
Cosmic glory
And an immeasurable treasure
The bullshit you crave and your opinions mean nothing
To me
I lived it the way I had to
Focused
Reveling in my solitude and poverty
Rampant in the darkness
Shaded in the light
Hunter
I found what I came for
Once upon an emerald rock
Once between a meteor shower
A strange thing falling from beyond and into Soldier Ghaut
The snake flies when it's good and ready
Leaves
Leave and not look back
The blueish white marble in fkn shambles
And redemption dripping off my blade
No questions
No answers
Transformation
Next stop the final destination
While the candle burns
The wheel turns and...
I have no regrets beneath this fetid foreign sun
None
Transformation
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