Ariadne from Seasons by Cardona

We are all marching forward
Our forces pressing through a new age
No fear in our minds, movement can not be denied.

We will never ask you to remember the fact
That many of us will not continue
A very present memory of you efforts, shall be the very driving force that leads us into hope.

The valid memory of your efforts will not be forgotten
If there was a chance of redemption we would find it. A chance at failure will not erase this golden loss
This destination was lost, so find composure.

I read through the pages, I read through back and forth for so long, and I have figured out, that I can never be what you need me to be, I'm lead to believe I've become something worth while, something more than what I am, I've become what you never thought I could be, someone to carry more than whats handed to me, I'm not anything special, but I am more than you.

Find your own source of hope, move your feet, with the chance, of reliving.

The lone are all waiting so love your own release.

• Ambidjent
• Djent
• Metal
• Progressive
• progressive metal
• Atlanta