Talonheart

Years ago, I've been told to move, move step by step instead of holding on

Years ago, I've been ordered to create, create bit by bit instead of degrading it

You are so right, old friend, this is how we meet again

I followed your instructions by my own rules, and though you're not the cure

And there's no one to blame, I'm still keeping the heart's remains.

The king has died, his blood was shed, and his corpse buried under six feets of regret

His soul was reaped by the mist creature - and soon after lost in naught.

The broken memories,

The exiled parts of our carved hearts still remain in the back of my brain

My first notions faded, cells degenerated, I focused at everything that I've ever hated

Painting pictures, shaping figures of all I despise

Promising myself that nothing, ever, will touch my rebuilt heart again

Forming a barrier around it, which shall remain until my end.

Life may have left me with nothing but broken bones,

Life may have left me with nothing but a burning soul

But keep in mind that I've evolved and...

I'll cut off your fingers and pierce your hands

If you ever try to crush my talonheart again.

Look - all is said, all is given, we were dead before, but I have risen

I've been set up to the flame, nearly devoured completely,

But at the very last second reminded myself of the fact that a new chapter's begun

Nothing more, nothing less.

So...

Instead of rewriting the prologue, let's skip the main part and read the ending first

Choking on a lore of lies, feeding all the pain and shame to...

Choking on a lore of lies, feeding all the pain and shame to you.

Choking on a lore of lies, watch it gouging out your eyes, watching me bleeding dry.

You said that I'm my own maker...

...I realized - I tend to be our uncreator. This is our final chapter.

Life may have left me with nothing but broken bones,

Life may have left me with nothing but a burning soul

But keep in mind that I've evolved and...

I'll cut off your fingers and slit your throat

If you ever try to crush my talonheart again.

You said that I'm my own maker...

...I realized - but I tend do be your uncreator. This is your final chapter.

Laneor (Eyes of Terror)

I killed the creature made of mist and hate and greed and selfishness
With its severed head in my hands, I violate its negative
I ripped apart its heart in a state of complete consciousness
And took away all the aspects you will - I promise - never miss
It became another blood stain on the wall, another victim of my violence
A memory that never will be memorized again.

Though I was held in the back of your head, though you tried to swallow me so many times
At least I am freed,
Your mental wall crumbled enough to let me slip through its cracks, and...
So we meet again,
Again where you left me so many years ago
It seems like you didn't miss me at all and instead tried to replace me with this one?
What a pitiful attempt to get rid of me, well at least you tried, but nevermind
- Leave it behind -
Say goodbye to your inner peace, as now I'll begin to rip apart your self.

I am Laneor
I took the mist creature away.
I am Laneor
I took the mist creature away.

Your biggest mistake was trying do deny me
As I'm your final form, your being and you're nothing more than nothing without me
All these years you held me down, I fucked your head down from its deepest depths
The funniest thing is, you'd be better now if you'd accepted me back then
There was never black, there was never white, and now all that's left is sanguine
Your unavailing endeavours to escape my untamed insanity
Have finally come to an end as you stand before your vanity.

I am Laneor
I lacerated all there was.
I am Laneor
I am unending.
I am Laneor
I saw a thousand hells before.
I am Laneor
I am pure evil.

Forget all you've felt before, the end of your life is nearer than before
Look in the cold, dead eyes of your mist creature and realize what you've done
You condemned your biggest figure to death by my bare hands
Its dreary essence drains away, it was never black, it was never white
It's always been like all that's left now -- sanguine as your world will be.