Amongst The Chosen Lost by Thy Primordial
Certain I was amongst the chosen lost
I watched myself slowly dwindle
Where gates stood open, I the threshold crossed
With a withheld breath in pain and ecstasy
I felt the blood throb to death until
I heard distant voices wishing to console
I saw demons watchful and angels blind
Assenting yet resigned
What my recollections stole
Is a past unwritten
What my recollections stole
Is words unspoken
When the light withdrew I no more suffered
For in the dazzling dark my spirit stirred
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