Free will

it is too faint a scent for humans to perceive

a life that willingly would slide on darkest path

your dear ones thou despising, you falter to decieve

a life so undeserved, almsgiven thus not earned

consumed be by your own god's most rightful form of wrath

it is too clear a feeling that now I don't belong

not habits nor tradition would have their clutch on me

it seems that years go by me and days grow weak not strong

i am not here today, to sleep or rest, but fray

the comfort and the pride i let the others see

it is too dear a reason that i have chosen you

and you're not just that reason but life itself in me

i find it too amazing but painful, therefore true

i hold on solid anchor, and death shall never conquer

and you shall hold me tight when your path i don't see

it is too old a hunger to feed on souls you love

and drink in glass of diamond deceptions of the night

this new life brought fulfillment like mana from above

a stranger became peer, his love dared meet your fear

embrace forgiveness dear one, you're here to dream not fight