Perfect Enemy

The Century`s twilight is so close

I stand on the Icebers` tip and looking out I recollect

The things that passed the ways we close to last among the other

I see them all-yes I see them all behind

We left them there- there in futile wars

When this was the written riddle

"Who Is The Perfect Enemy?"

The first weapon that I held was a bone from a dead beast

So many more have come and gone, so easy to left`em all behind

There were times when I was crimson bathed with their blood

But if it wasn`t for the week I wouldn`t be here now

We left them there in wars of Arrogans

When we wrote the riddle

"Who is the Perfect Enemy?"

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As I first traveled the land, then I waded the water

Then I ripped the sky with the stars as my guide

But I flew high I touched the sky

I touched the stars and left my marks behind

I`ve seen life beyond imagination, lifeful beings

And I kill them all

I stepped on them, in the wars of Acquisition

When I spoke the riddle "Who Is The Perfect Enemy?"

There`s no one else left around

No one can see how I rot in Grief

I stand alone now admiring my work but my sense has turned against me

I lived a condemned life of lies

To learn about the truth but never to live in

And I asked myself "Who Is The Perfect Enemy?"

Who else-who else but the:

Who else but the Enemy Within