El Propósito

The Signal, given was, the place.
Guards waiting for the one who will die.
Purpose that will break the slavery.

But the pain feels the same in
Loneliness./ Purpose that will fulfill.

To love the decision,
fusion in the mortal.
Eyes that can see,
hearts, illusions.

Heavy was the guilt
of both of us.
Wounds that can
show that it was true.

Cup that will not pass.

To love the decision,/ fusion in the mortal.
Eyes that can see,/ hearts, illusions.