Stairway To Mine Soul, Pt.5 - And Nothing I Shalt Be...

 

[ Stairway To Mine Soul, Pt.5 - And Nothing I Shalt Be... ]

And so we hath tasted glory...
By the blood ov ancient martyrs...
Where weeping battles were calling me,
Amongst winds ov divine holiness,
Thus, it cameth through the sky
A call ov peace carrying skyish vividness
Where I hath not been without sigh,
But with wondering faithfulness...

Is it the moment ov all?!
Or is it the story ov fall?!
Answer me, O great man,
As ye watch me fall apart;
Before the rivers ov heart...
Along the hauling souls ov my art...

"But NO!"
"I Am The Outstanding Glory!"
- Roaring, as I raged across the lands,
Consuming all livings and deads...

"ARE YE?!"
- A voice raged through the void,
Vibrating as speeding storms...

"Proudly, I am."
"And thus, I shalt become."
- As I answered that divine voice...

"Where is thy wizdom that made ye stand?!"
"Where is thy accomplishments that made ye known amongst Man?!"
"Where is... and Where are..."
- As he queried me...

A cold tear fell my closed eyes
Gently caressed my warm face
As I Realized, suddenly...
That nothing existed in my race...
Thus, nothing I shalt be...
But such dreadful sin ov raging haze...