I am the fallen one
soldier of the unknown
Enemy of the hope
i'm you and you are me
we are rotten in hatred..
my soul is vanquished
my spirit is dead
am i the demon or the angel?
Or just lost
This battle is endless
my hatred and your hopes are endless
we will vanish in vain
no one remember our names
but i will remember you
my friend ,my enemy
can you help me understand ?
what have i become ?

Blood of my enemies are shedding
Words that i have spoken are spreading
As i live in the dreams of the those who begging
I have it all in my hands,i have the power and the blessings
But there is a hole i cannot fill in,there is something missing

There always been a hole ; the more i have,the bigger it gets
And i have no way to run from it yet
This what heavens doomed me with i bet
Having all but never feeling it ,always in a debt
Debt i cannot pay,a debt that i will always regret

I live as a king but suffer like beggar who is always begging
Begging for a cause,begging for a meaning always begging
Clashing through the unkown weeping while looking
Looking for a content in a contest of shadows while begging
Always and always begging and looking while weeping