Chapter 1: Beckoning Eclipse

By Detox

On The Book of Tyrant’s Children

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[Verse 1]

The man wrapped in darkness dwelling inside of hate

He knows he is a slave to malice and his fate

Lonely figure who treads to survive like a wolf

Swallowing and accepting destiny as he engulfs

Isolation, solitary, the lone path full of selfishness

He lets out his cries and feelings out of loneliness

He suffers, he trembles, he’s at war against himself

His heart keeps bleeding but he is beyond any help

The dark synths play the tune exposing all his wrongs

A world full of fantasies, he is captured by the song

A solo man, a solo plan, he has experienced so much

The most kind to the most hardened from the very touch

Insanity and oblivion called upon from above

The one who chooses the hermit life receives no love

Worries overtake, crazily at stake, he longs for care

The creature named Sigma enters a world that isn’t fair