In the midst of spiral twist,
The crow spreads its devilish bliss,
Surrounding my conscience, broken every alliance,
Of my ancient ties...
Strings of centuries chained my limbs,
A puppet-like life where light dims,
Spark the supernova's combustion, burn all relations,
Of my ancient ties...
Walking pass the flow of time,
Tidal of ticking waves rush through my spines,
All for eternity's fate, revealing the enigma gate,
Of my ancient ties...
Where art thou?
Hi and low,
unearthing, still searching,
Lo, the ancient ties which hold me dear,
Now lost, ethereal,
Forever forgotten....
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