Awaken Awaken, the Bell cries
Its sadness pulls me from the world of living dreams
A passion rips at my chest
threatening to crush my ribs
I stand up to do my best
A decision is made, but did I make it?
To love with all my heart
To act with all my soul
To move with all my limbs
The burning flows through my veins
molten lava is far cooler.
A reversal is made, but did I make it?
To stand with all my power
To live with all my will
To seek with all my thoughts
The moving paths before my sight
flying with no wings I go.
A strengthening is made, but did I make it?
To believe until it all hurts
To walk until it all bleeds
To fight until it all ends
The anticipation leaves my soul oscillating
earthquakes have nothing on me.
~ N0R3450N ~
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