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Awakened, yet I see only darkness

I curse the god that got me born - Got me gifted

I sense the closing, the arrive is near

From dead-men, thoughts come my way

All that's deceased

Forcing their grief

Of what once was upon me

Clearing their souls of misery and leaving me be

Rain of thoughts piercing me

From unknown identities

Experience their Ensuing fate

Relive their lives

Their pain, their hate

The pain of death fulfilling me

Again to see life's destiny, release me

A torture again to see

Lost souls in obscurity

Seeking their way through me

To absorb their agone

Mental connection

He is free from misery

His work is done by me

God is no saviour

On that part I reign

To whom will I leave my pain?

When I die?