Once again the darkness subsides
and this darkest of chapters comes to an end.
A seed of purity planted within my soul starts to blossom,
turning the barren wasteland into a calm landscape.
Chaos rearanges itself. Turmoil is evident.
After the cataclysm, a newborn being in a new era arises.
No more covered in his own blood, but in hope and peace.
No more despair is felt, but pain is assured to continue.
A future is now in sight, leaving the formless present behind.
With a goddess taking my hand, and an angel in my back.
With the demons on my side and the nobodies catching my falls.
A new reality stands before now...
The white season has begun.
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