Non existent in a plane of void beforenMerely dust in the winds that form the storm.nNow restored as lord of my worldnOr disperse into a realm of discord.nnThe extraction of my energynEvolution or descend into the gravenDust to sust.nnSo I strive and struggle to find the way,nLiving life I'm blind unknowing what can benOne chance to grasp to finally seenAnother side of my being.nnThe extraction of my energynEvolution or descend into the grave.nnCursed matter blinds inner beingnFrom astral formnIn this world we existnOnly seeing horror.nnNon existent in a plane of void beforenMerely dust in the winds that form the storm.nNow restored as lord of my worldnOr disperse into a realm of discord.nnThe extraction of my energynEvolution or descend into the grave