Black Sun Aeon

I embrace
The depths of oblivion
I am engaged to the escapeable end

The void that once was a strenght
Consuming and fearce
Became too intense
Destructive

I behold the days that are numbered
In my perdiction
The end has been forseen

I am unable to accept this failure

As weak as I am
I have no strenght in me to pretend

The throne that once
Marked my strenght
Is now a token of my failure