Lyrics by Michael R. aka Weekly Words and Grammar -----------------------------------
It’s strange Sometimes it feels my actions aren’t my own
As though I’m walking through a maze A strange sense of deja-vu fills me Have I been here before? Have I done this before?
Is it fate? Predestination? A guiding light to glow for me in my darkest hour?
I feel as though someone is watching me And it seems like the choices I make aren’t quite my own But I keep moving forward, for what shall befall my world if I fail?
Such a heavy weight for one so young as I But, a question: do I truly walk alone?
(Stop and close eyes Exhaustion overwhelming Stop and close eyes Future : visions : cloud my mind)
Endless darkness, abyss that spreads to consumes the very light A thousand years of inky blackness, eternity of eternal sorrow Sunlight swallowed by greedy mouths Consume the stars and burn the moon
Ceaseless nightmares Terror unfolding Doom unending Shadows that move
(So I march on)
I feel as though someone is watching me And it seems like the choices I make aren’t quite my own But I keep moving forward, for what shall befall my world if I fail?
And as for those who watch me, spirits or gods or whatever you may be:
Guide my blade Straight and true This world’s last chance at salvation