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The essence that before in the cultivated field

It was getting lost as it moved away from the queen

My wish was to get out of the empire

To went out of the flame that one day was given to me

My emptiness was an odyssey in the darkness

My destiny getting lost every day

My ways were profane and unbelieving

I heard shouts of pain around me



False pleasures of the flesh in evidence

And I burned in my inner lament

My host was pushing me into the abyss

I turned away from who could help me

I wasn't convinced by the attitudes

Of those who wanted to prove me

That this anguish slowly lacerated me

It could be healed by someone

The wailing of this world is something extreme

Walking to the dark of forest

While many get lost on the way

Others just think thenselves

This world has wrapped itself in shadows

Some deviate from the King's Palaces

Others didn't even know him

And went out into the distant ways