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What would a future life show me,

A future which I won’t see,

What could a past life have shown me,

One which I have never seen,

What could life be to me,

If I set myself free,

Aeon!

Aeon!

What is a moment ov pain to that ov a lifetime?

What is a moment ov truth? Hurting. All pain

Aeon!

The cure to my pain is only found in slumber,

Which now comes seldom unto me,

I leave behind this empty shell,

Dream ov another world.

I free myself ov mortal toil

Maybe to return to something better,

I leave behind this empty shell

It was many moons ago, I faded away...