Walking on, falling into the fall, slowly.
I adore it.
I bloody adore it, yes I do.
Just about it seemed to many miles away now I see some brightness and there is not just some pile of sardonic decay
it is so real
oh the fall I feel
towards the cold
towards my future
my days of steel
my journey will be proud and glorious
you can stand there jealous as I will become victorious
I will never again fall back down
I created my victorious future
but not all of my own…