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I travel a path so dark, that the flowers don't bloom
followed by a trail of despair and gloom.
I see destruction, and I just learned why.
These are tears of joy don't think I cry.
Because pain is something that never lie.
But the truth is something anyone can concoct
my fate is sealed, but my memories are locked.
just because i carried a drop of hope and faith.
your not the first to try, your sixty-eighth
that tried to convince this idiot he could choose his own path.
but it was too late, after feeling vengeance's wrath.
That I couldn't see straight, with two perfectly good eyes.
only thing saw was my own demise.
but it was better than being seen as nothing but a bother,
while intentions were as pure as water.
to late to be seen by enlightenment
cause the messages was never received, from the salvation that was sent
But the dark times don't start from sands of time, but from a simple tic toc