Neaera Slaying The Wolf Within
Arms have stretched
Beyond their reach
Craving for a false perfection
Safe
Under self-deception's wing
Craving for a false protection
Illusion is solace
Reflection is pain
Nothing loved - nothing lost
Nothing tried - nothing lost
I called on despair to guide me
Summoned the cold again
I bit from the grapes
Of seduction
Because reflection is pain
This is my wasteland
Empire without a king
Where resignation rules
Slaying the wolf within
Nothing loved - nothing lost
Nothing tried - nothing lost
Illusion is knowledge!
Rest in peace!
Illusion is solace!
Rest in peace!
I called on despair to guide me
Summoned the cold again
I bit from the grapes
Of seduction
Because reflection is pain!
This is my wasteland
Empire without a king
Where resignation rules
Slaying the wolf within
I would rather sense
Nothing at all
Than sense
What is true
