The Trivial Paroxysm - Becoming The Archetype

So it begins

And I am surrounded by my enemies

Darkness seems like my closest friend

Suffering and waiting for you

Each breath feels like my last

But that won’t stop me

I’ve seen the way it finds

I won’t give up

Carry on till then

And though I’m incapable of sustaining myself even for a moment

I will outlive time

Carry on