I'm yearning to reveal my burden 
For the sake of sympathy, another moment lost 
As shown by an ordinary eye; lenient efforts sink down in to oblivion and my irrelevance shines completely through 
Attacking when 
I can't defend; 
In a sleep beyond 
The End itself 
I am irrelevant for the final of 
Gods The entirety can only be seen behind the looking glass, where an ordinary eye can't see 
Not a tremendous sense of delight, but a scorching flame of nothingness 
As the "deep well of forget" floods with anything even least productive 
This is a moment that 
I never anticipated... 
Devotion for these ideas threats my sense-lit road 
Infection loaded with pathos; an attack with the most clever of ways 
I am irrelevant for the final of 
Gods The entirety can only be seen behind the looking glass, where an ordinary eye can't see "Devotion for these ideas threats my sense-lit road"