The Hands of Destiny
I stand alone in the face of death, and now my soul will never rest.
As night slips away darkness so near, into the shadows of our fear.
Through eyes that cannot see, life is just a mystery.
The souls of the dying call out my name.
The enemy within, he still remains.
The hands of destiny reach into the void.
A soul with no name could never be destroyed.
Into the darkness lost forevermore.
I could not find what I was looking for.
The eyes of the night are watching me,
Like a shadow for all eternity.
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