Immortal Victim of a Passing God's Malice

Echoes of dreams, transfixed in mind
Memories of visions, sight of the blind
Eternal darkness from a god's mood
Jet horizon, forever to brood

Voices without faces from outside the void
Wishing for death, my soul destroyed
Eternal begger in eternal night
Victim of circumstance, left without sight

Hatred grows stronger with each passing hour
Vengence on the one, who's meeting was sour
Once a poet and a minstrel in an emperor's palace
Now immortal victim of a passing god's malice

Recorded by Flowerpot Timemachine
Igniting The Matrix That Covers Creation (1987)

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