Fallen from the highest tower, I must have been falling for quite some time because I never knew I could hit bottom this hard. With broken wings and carried through the world as a parasite, Let the Demons sing as I hush the enemies near. It was a long, forgotten year. So long ago as so. With dreams that kept coming, returning like an invitation that never went sour. Trapped in Limbo between the dead and me. There was a man, I knew a man. He came to rescue me but he cowarded away and away he fled. All sighs aside, I know I cannot hide. Hades will soon find me. Take my soul and crumble my home, I won't be free from the chains again. Escaped only once and once only as it will probably not happen again. So here I stay in the darkness with my dismay. Awake and cold, broken and sold. Forbidden and true, rotten and stitched with glue. Here I stay. Fallen from the highest tower. This is my darkest hour. Surely.
Forgive me for my run on sentences. You must understand, I dread the consequence. This may be the end, or maybe the begining to something new. Unsure I am. Fore I am lost forever in Limbo without you.
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