Vision 1ne

Suddenly, he finds himself between the fronts of two worlds
In the middle of the eternal raging war between
Heaven and unending Darkness
Archaic beings from the enemy legions seize possession of him
Telling tales of godly temptation, lost love
The forgotten souls of children
And of a key to the way out of the Netherworld.

But which is a ghost light, and which is true illumination?
Who of those around him really want to help
And who of them only seek to deceive and destroy him?
He must choose which vision to follow
For in the end, the truth lies solely within him.

There's a fleck on my soul and it forces me to find
Something inside of me that I cannot deny
Haunting monsters - they are broken pieces of me
So I speak with their tongues of proceedings that cannot be foreseen
My visions have the virtue to creep into life
That's the price I will pay.