Shroud Of Frist Testo

Undying odyssey ..... a myriad of timesThe soul has seenThrough eyes of heavenThe imperium of earthNothing left to perceiveHelp me to escape from this existenceI yearn for an answer ..... can you help me?I'm drowning in a sea of abused visions and shattered dreamsIn somnolent illusion ..... I'm paralysedInfinity distraction .....A pious human disorderBlind ot passage of soulsConclusion from one rememberanceHelp me to escape .....Transfixed ..... I gaze through my window at a world lying under a shroud of frost. In a forlorn stupor I feel the burning of staring eyes, yet no-one is here. Detached from reality, in the knowing of dreams, we know the entity of ensuing agony waits to clasp us in its cold breast, in an empty room. We awake and it's true. I dreamt of the sun's demise, awoke to a bleak morning. In the emptiness I beheld ffate for the dead light is a foretelling of what will be ..... I saw a soul drift from life, through death, and arrive at Elysian fields in welcoming song. Yet I stand in a dusk-filled room despondently watching the passing of a kindred spirit ..... and there is no song ..... just a delusion of silence.