My prison falls to dust
And my essence flies free.
The path my spirit led
Now suddenly turns to myself
And the he creates a god with the light of the cosmos.
Memory fades
As time also ends.
This is not a void where I have arrived< br/>The vacuum walls of the prison of nothingness
No longer tower over me
I returned to the center,
The into the pantheon of human nature.
I survived the illusion of death
And I raised my being to the heights.
I myself am the center.
The nothing is the vacuum walls of a prison