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I have become to question my existence The purpose of life The essence of the creature I am These days will be remembered As the dark ones When all life withered away Death came with me side by side Our trail across the land Left only void behind I have become more than my reflection I have overcome the sickness The weakness of my blood I am the plaque, I am the flood I have become more than a man Weak flesh seals inside a god From Letras Mania