The Epilogue

I: Ash and Remorse

Ashes to ashes, dust do dust

Lay down your head

And you should be scared

It’s true I’m the avenging sort

Monsters of the self live in a parallel universe

But they’re not afraid to come out of the void

So they can be with us

So they can taste the ash

What have I done with what I had?

My memories are overcome by tide

And I’m looking out my daydream window

But only one thing can I see

There’s not much left for me

Here

What have I done with what I had?

My memories are overcome by tide

I’d rather die

Than finally fail

All around are memories carved in stone

An under stayed overgrown home

A place I no longer roam

A shower of ash greets me

It fakes so easily love for me

Hello … Goodbye

I used to think I was an invincible fire

That nothing could touch me while I stood on my two feet

But things can fall from the skies that knock you flat onto your face

Back to my place

I need to fight it

I need to burn this

Memory’s a hindrance to all I’ve been trying to achieve lately

What have I done with what I had?

My memories are overcome by tide

I’d rather die

Than finally fail

Can you see the end (or the start)?

Why won’t things go my way?

Am I hopeless rendered (weak insignificant speck)?

It’s time to make a dent in the moon

Burning fire, flaring up the trees

I can smell it as it singes me

One day I will have my revenge

One day I will implode more than you

Return to life, my friend

Return to life

Skipping pages embedded in my brain

I can feel them; they all linger just the same

Hours have passed and I’m still awake

Towers have crashed but not in dreams

Where have you gone, my friend?

You fade away

We hear the final curtain call

Perhaps a call to arms

Look at me now

At what I’ve become

Now you lose

I can claim my prize

If was me who had to choose

I think I’d rather die

I’d rather die, my friend and enemy

Than finally fail

If only you knew

What this job entails

I haven’t come to make the peace

I’ve come here now with honesty

I don’t know what to think anymore

Do you?

There are smirks upon every single face

Too much pressure, I can taste the pain

I will hear this music forever

I hope one day it stops

Return to life, I beg

Why did you fade away?

Where have you gone, my friend?

The day has gone again

Don’t tell me how to live

With so little life in yourself

The monsters of your self must scream louder every day

Don’t they?

Prepare for open war

A war like never seen before

Because men will walk out on the field and all will utter their last word and be …

Gone in the blink of an eye

Then open war … and a scorched sky