Woorden: Chasm (The). From The Lost Years. My Tideless Seas.

To be in deserts of emotions awaiting for years, all in vain the dreamland is far from my throne, a long way is my destiny, my wisdom is my sword and my emptiness is all my fortune, lurking in the faceless eyes, romantic and wicked scent of hate; my tideless seas, pure moments of sorrow in my ship, only weak lords I see, and I'm the only true emperor, and the eagles of black blood are leading my odyssey of chaos, headless souls are crying in despair, under my endless wrath, am I growing to the stars? am I entering into the eternal dawn? so I will eternally ride into the shadows of these waters, creating my dimensions and tears from my tideless seas