Whispers Of Begotten Premonition

What is happening to me? I dive into forbidden and sinful thoughts I no longer see the lines, I am feeling lost Am i what i always craved of becoming? Or him, who always was? Forever winner, forever sleepless, forever in love With something undefined Always fighting my inner daemons Which is my destiny? Which is my ordainment? The truth is that i know it well But really the asseveration is what frightens me most When i become mundane, When my feet root into the ground When i lose the divine essence that dwells within me I smile with irony before your face Shameless vagabond, free Living for that sacred moment When i will be free from your bonds Observe me, flaunt me You, my inmost Daemon Bless my choices and curse this moment When the devil got a hold of me You i always serve Under your flag i always fight Now, i am asking you That which i always craved Always to live free I overset my complete being I shall return from the land of fire Bearing the wind of change And trust me, that you will witness the great meridian tide And praise the lord For the day of the great harvest