The voids disturbs my mind, cuts through my
Esh, revealing the true brand
Of my past. I sink in the approaching void, my soul a book to read.
Lost.
As I fall, the bottom unseen.
Such is what I dreaded most,
Such is what makes us
Inds,
Such is what makes us
Inds...
And I see it, that bottomless light,
Between earth and sky,
Neither sun, nor moon, I'm left naked,
With only my soul, revealed.
Que puise mon ^ame, d'un eclat g e, l' eph em ere, tel l'espoir qui agite les
Naissances !
As I fall, the bottom unseen...