It is me and nothing more,
Always the same pathetic soul,
always the same grey ghost,
coexisting between both worlds.
Ignored, feared and unheard,
my rites have no effect,
my pleads and prayings never reach my goddess,
my desperate calls never get an answer.
It is but, me...
All alone once again,
trembling and marching unto nowhere,
questioning her why my life has gone further.
My hope is declining,
not a sign of it expanding,
fear starts eating my dreams again,
whilst my hell arisens once again...
[Hear my, oh goddes of White,
is it really me what you want?
Or is it a superior thing you are looking for,
instead of such a pathetic soul?]
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