Quintessente

My Last Oath

Quintessente
How to face this grief?
Leave behind the madness
When choose never suffer?
Invite my spirit to hover

There are whispers in all corners
A shame in front of eternity
I breathe and seek the courage
Frail mind and limbs entwined

Give me words
Give me wisdom
My last oath
I can still regret

Give me words
Give me wisdom
My last oath
And I awake at sunset

The hostage man of Doom
Shapes your future by the past
Find justice before the tomb
Raise in presence of the death

Taking emotion and cognition
Fading to my guilty remains
Maybe I need a heart
To pulse the life within me