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Wasted so much time and still not ready

Take the gun, one in the chamber- hold it steady

My life is spinning down

my final sound

Will be my last breath

The Ice has thawed

I march onward through a black shadow

The woods and wind call my name

I do not know which way to go

The wolf is loose

The wall holds the knuse

I fall into the threshold



A thousand eyes stare at me

As I climb the wall

The ravens watch with glee

As I curse "fuck it all"

My demons prodding me

Making me go insane

Jumping balls of fire

And landing on the slain

Woe and behold

I fall into the threshold



The Leviathan calls for me

As I swim a sea of bone

The whispers try to comfort me

But I know that I stand alone

I stand before the black gates

My string held by The Fates

I feel a hole break open in my skull

Releasing ideas dumb and dull

My body has gone weak

My mind has gone cold

Behold

Behold

I have become one with the threshold