Stoic Resignation - Textures

I see the light

So bright, overthrown

The life of a caesar will end

Again, the mourning in his eyes

Life will not feed on him

Strong asthenia

He trades his mind

The answers he needs

In the eye of the emperor

Relinquish his fate

Burying the beacon in time

See, open my eyes and stare

But who am I to focus them

I see his mind burnt down

The beauty of burden

Do not underestimate the enemy’s gaze

The answers are there

Life will not feed on him

It is real

Focus my eyes again

But why should I open them

Only when time collides

Hide and the savior relents

Now that everything is reclaimed

And I don’t own a thing

Once, the life that has been led

Needs to be revised

Every step along the way

Has been a stone to bear

Whether the path will still lead me

Followed it will be

There will be relief

There will be light towards the end

Strolling through the open fields

And nothing will impend

No more time to make amends

The boundary here awaits

Lingering with a head held high

I face to seal my fate

And here I stand alone

For the fire took

What had been revived

Present time is over

Now think, can you take this

When everything is so pitiful

Did you ever know

It all could come down on you

As one struggles to control

Foreclosure ends before you know

I feel the light

I can feel it down on my skin

Got to face the dark

To survive in the light

Let go of this world

Take it down

Bring it all down