Besedila:
Shai Hulud Hearts Once Nourished With Hope And Compassion

capable of triumph Do I stand idly by and let this world disintegrate? This world will pass away and my emotions with it Why should I strive for acceptance and

sake of the lost A claim to inflict punishment for those who have been unjust And there's a line that can't be crossed between belief and obsession

at the reflection of failed attempts at love and a black heart My heart once nourished with hope and compassion Now as black as death hope and compassion

and I will be the catalyst to weed out the weak And beget strength of character Glorifying minds and souls Celebrate the spirit while denying breath and

for focus triggers abuse Of an endless sense of insecurity We grasp at endless questions for a sense of hope It's not so simple to sit and wait We cannot