This world weeps as it awaits,
What I possess

Knowledge consumed as water in a barren desert,
insatiably thirsty for all that is known
Wisdom from a hundred thousand hours,
enlightened to a flame
Strengthened by the villain holding my key,
struggle forever I strive
Compassion gained by the insanity of my surroundings,
demons wrongfully persecuted by angels
Confidense blooded in the crucible,
capable of all that is possible

I, the oblivion reaching into dreams,
only seen by closed eyes
I, the calm sea below the storm,
refusing its chaos
I, the light in a room of darkness,
casting away shadows

The world will burn its ignorance,
born again from ash

Elysium forever found,
What I possess