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"