Element 115 from Parallel Travel by Lines In The Sky

I hear them call.
The ghost in front of me begins to fade into the fall.
But I won’t hold you back from your escape,
Because your time is running backwards now.
This broken soul ascends from living.
Goodbye to breathing, goodbye to weakness.
You’re almost there, you’re almost free.
You owe yourself this curtesy.
So we go our separate ways, my friend.
Now…
Become a shade, no longer taking in the heat of day within your veins.
Leave everything behind and run away.
You’re free to go…
This broken soul ascends from living.
Goodbye to breathing, goodbye to weakness.
You’re almost there, you’re almost free.
You owe yourself this curtesy.
So we go our separate ways, my friend.
Now…
This broken soul ascends from living.
Goodbye to breathing, goodbye to weakness.
You’re almost there, you’re almost free.
You owe yourself this curtesy.
So we go our separate ways, my friend.
Now…

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