What problems we face To live or Die Continue into Obscurity Or roll the dice Tempt fate to give a wonderful death Leave impressions upon minds in your passing Or to let time take itÃÔ toll For me there is but one option There is one choice To go as a dying sun Collapse inward and draw infinities to me Like the deep darkness, which I am The deep darkness alone would I become To implode or explode A dying sun may go two ways Let the anger explode outward A reaction like no other Destroying all that is around me The circling vultures or the orbiting ÅÇriendsÇî It would not matter which The death throes of dying star lash at all alike No preference or restraint for That is the nature of a dying star So chose like I have Decide now what you want Twiddle your thumbs and let passion pass you by Wait too long and have your choice snatched away Like babes in the night Sleep on it too long, lose it forever So I ask you what shall it be The chance of glory Hope that out there one person is watching intently Peering through to the heavens Watching your heavenly death in awe Or slowly fade Die out as one of infinite faceless stars Glory to the one who goes first I know your hearts choice Your souls choice So let us race Oblivion after Glory A moment to impress upon the universe That is what I strive for A blaze of Angelic fire to wipe all away Or the unveiling of the darkness which is truly me WouldnÃÕ you want to see? A star A sun My death and my life One will be timeless Heaven or Hell My death will lead me there Death throes of a dying fire Here are the embers, the last words from glorious death For my life was lost In death I find meaning for my suffering Let Me chose And so as a Star, a Sun, a lost Constellation I go Problems no more Immortality mineBirth sign: Not entered
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