Cyclic Existence

I'm taken down without a virgil, no guidance
eyes of madness still around me
spirits of the underworld
moving like pawns

I'm broken down I don't know where to start
she said come to me through light
I keep forgetting that I lost
reaper's path ahead

I see her
One more time
We actually meet on the other side
Gaze the dark it's either
Extinction or a cleansing revive

No, sight of light
Souls naked
Judgment is on

But still I'm consumed in my same old needs
Even in our end we let egos win
Criticizing it's what our whole life's been
Tables are turned let's see now how it feels
Hating myself for what I've really been
To fly so high means to never dive deep
Again and again I've been burned from my war
but the last hit took me straight to the netherworld

I'm broken down I don't know where to start where to start
They said come to us through light
I keep forgetting what the fuck I lost, but I can feel it

Rehabilitation is what we seek like lamps to the slaughter
as we draw closer through the purgatory
Jurists of existence will now face the age of humanity
everyone now gets, his own epithet
Distorted desires tonight must die, The world will be build again
Lets see If I'm worthy to get the chance and live again.
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