Dare not to inflict upon my wishes Dare not to obstruct upon my path Dare not to pretend to lick my wounds When all it means is opening another
Purity comes with rebirth Reassigned through the slit Spawned out of the shadows The light is once again lit
False regrets Deepest of despair False visions Reservoir of grief False regrets Whatever presence False visions That graced my spirit
Whiffs of clarity And universal understanding Come and go
I'm too young and too old To continue this worthless fight I've seen through the darkness To understand the value of light
Though I seek validity From the Ides of March I watch the darkness Open its jaws Whatever presence That graced my spirit Is for whomever I choose to inherit