Drew a line to keep the world in place,
With steady hands and purpose in my stride.
Cracks appeared, the promises turned to sand,
Shadows grew from my own trembling hand.

I’ll become
A Tale
A story whispered only by the breeze,
That drifts among the silent, waiting trees.
I’ll become
A Tale
Fading echoes of what used to be,
Oh, I’ll become a final, lonely tale.

The strength I chose, the powers born of sin,
It fed the hunger where the end begins.
Each step I took to mend my own mistakes,
Was one more step that helped the darkness wake.

I’ll become
A Tale
A story whispered only by the breeze,
That drifts among the silent, waiting trees.
I’ll become
A Tale
Fading echoes of what used to be,
Oh, I’ll become a final, lonely tale.

Oh, I'll become a tale
Oh, I'll become
This heavy price to end the pain
This is the vow that i have made
I'll take the strain for the light to shine again