We would have done everything in order to make us feel true
We were feeling to be important
Almost essential
I was immense in the splendour of occult wisdom
And I could answer every question
There was nothing that could scare me
Except the death of my aim
I was not aware to be in flames
My jigsaw was completed and the others of the ZoSo wanted me to explain them philosophical doubts
Everyone gets a task of its own, and that was mine...
I was blind
I was a well of obscure knowledge
I had all the answers in me
Yet I was blind and I would keep on being it for time to come
We were all blind - someone more, someone less
But the fire was supposed to burn and I could have never stopped it
Since I was an embodiment of hate with poison running in my blood
With the power of Satan in my heart
I could have never been stopped
Neither by a truck that would run onto me
I was immortal
