Soon there will be nothing left.
Soon there will be no regret.
Sooner the world will see,
The angel thriving in me.
No worries, I have come
Through all the way till the End.
No worries I have survived
And I am the last one to stand.
I believe in greater good,
I believe in pure light,
I believe myself to be with
The purist and deepest insight.
I am coming to get what I want.
I coming to get what I aim.
I will never stop fighting,
I will never stop surviving
Though I have been halted
By the winds blowing strong,
By the abominable storms,
By blinding mists and fogs
But I fetched myself together.
I tore my way through catastrophes.
Maybe I myself was the one,
To bring that wrath.
Maybe I was the one,
Who deserved this anger.
Someday sooner, I will take,
Myself to that level.
Someday I will be just like
A minute grain of sand.
I will bring down all my pride.
I will bring down all my Self.
And I will hide myself
Somewhere you will never find.
I will then stay blind
I will stay lost
I will preach my soul
I will preach my heart
I will gather again that might
I will gather again that insight
I will bring again that light
I will be ready for my new flight.
A flight to take me far,
A flight to make me visible,
A flight I reckon will show you,
The inside of Me, the real Angel!
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