Testo Once Again Pale Forest
Alone, the once proud shape now stands
in the shadows of regret
Onto his trembling hands
tears are flowing, fate is set
Lost in the hole she had designed
for someone else to fall into
Swallowed by the images
of a consciousness denied
The old colossal birds
conscious of their might
Soaring to the sky
aware of every lie
But soon his lies were told again
from darkness he was free
Told to every foe, and friend
...once again