And The Flames Wept

everyday i am closer to the end

i can feel it

it is so near

even someone from outside can see

how the flames affect me

All that i have the flames swept

ashes of existence

flew away with the wind

on my knees i dwell

How can I survive this hell

without the image of god?

I was caught eating the remainings of what the flames swept

Chewed the ashes of the existence

Believing that it would cure my hunger

Divergences on the way i see things

Made unclear the intentions behind

Unsatisfied by all reasons

Bored of taking care of them all

I promise that if i am free i'll run away

Apologies doesn't matter

Even if you dont believe

And now that it's all gone

the cold i feel

knowing that i promised that

i would never touch the flames

He vanished once again

Flew away from them

Hoping that the distance

Would help cure the angst

Raining tears over the ice stronghold

The structural weaknesses

Are so clear to see now

But i don't want to see its decay

And now that it's all gone

the cold i feel

knowing that i promised that

i would never touch the flames

The old me still lives inside my head

The older i get, the more this becomes clear

All this was for him

Was all this from him?