I dream... moon came behind the clouds revealing a black tower, this tower rises in other reality, yet I?ve been there several times... in dreams
Life was nothing, never, until I found the truth the truth of never existing, doom the secrets not for milleniums told the tower waits for the arrival of my soul
From the tower opens a view into worlds so distant, but so true I?m to be the thyrant, of my realm as I carry the light of other knowing
Wind whispers me: "come with me..."
Burn me– spread my ashes into the wind as a shadow I descend into my eternity no path leads there... from the dust I materialize before the gates silvery
I stand beholding my fate black tower with open gates wind greets me as I enter the cold tower, endless stairs to my destiny the gate closes behind me, never to be opened again...