Cieli Di Amore

Where do I take my weary soulNow that it's heavy, and the chains have carved the flesh around my body to the bonewhat is left for me? I won't even ascend to heavens when I dieNor can I be planted like a seed, with a hope to growI have no place amongst the living,nor among the dead.I am the embodiment of Suffer. I am a subject to the wrath of fate.I can never take a step, for the world will revolve around it and take me back where I was, again.again and again.I am the Upgraded Sisyphus. I am the successor to Prometheus.I am God's toy, for him to measure the limits of his power of tourment.Limitless it is, I say. Limitless it is. and I live every day to push it's borders, to display it's infinity.to put a show there, for a circus without a watcher.I'm a restless child, who goes to sleep every night, with the lulaby that says: "The assurity of death is certain, far from your reach, but certain. carry on child, until the day when this all ends." Cieli Di Amore...