Chapter Four

Conceived and born was one of light (Give me your hand) (Blood is spilt and man will follow) Rain and dark, the other born black night (Infernal man) (Punishment too great to bear) Raise your head and taste the courage (The one of light) Fall from gr

Is life just another test to prove me wrong? Is this never-ending struggle just another lie? Are these shitty feelings just another fairytale of happiness? Are these scars real or just another open wound? Are these people real or just ghosts in the w