20 February 2013
Moving between sparks of light and shadows of a curtain's fold, my death and rebirth, the shaman thus foretold.
Her face I have seen before, almost as if I knew what fate was in store.
Finished with this life, on with the new, many hundreds of lifetimes, I've made my way through.
In some I play the villain, in others a savior of light, never recognized from the past, even in their plain sight.
Many realize their karma, knowing they existed long before, others have no clue, what the future has in store.
At every moment of death, a bright light gleams, my life energy leaves with deafening screams.
To break this cycle, my one true goal, no more bodies to fill, the final release of my soul.
The Curtain Of Lights And Shadows • Opuss № I