A Figment of The Beyondveil.

(Keep the blame.)

(Keep the Pain.)

(Keep the blame.)

(Keep the Pain.)

(Keep in the STATE~!)

Hilt is etched in Compunction.

no matter how'd hard he tries,

He is almost never right.

he walked everyday,

down,

the same old Pilgrimage.

Just to find that-

It was all,

A Figment of fantasia.

it was all an Eidolon~

ALL WASN'T THERE,

EXCEPT FOR A

FIGMENT OF FANTASIA~

(Keep the Affliction.)

Keep the Dolor to yourself,

little do they know-

the Tenebrous Chronos is

destroying itself,

But I'm still here.

I need to figure out,

how to get out.

Before the Ruination comes...

Before the Ruination comes...

the Ruination comes...

(I'VE FALLEN TO THE NADIR)

I'd better flee,

miles away,

just to escape

The Aeon

(Keep the Affliction.)

(Keep the Vestige.)

Sometimes I feel just like an interface,

But I know that,

THAT'S JUST A FACADE!

I'm 53 meters away!

I'd better flee,

miles away,

just to escape

The Aeon?

THAT'S JUST A FACADE!

AHHHHHHHHHHH

THAT'S- THAT'S

THAT'S JUST A FACADE!

The Chronos is starting

to collapse,

because the terrain is

Distorted.

I smell the rain.

I'm 160 meters away!

I feel myself Succumbing.

I feel the lonesome stretch.

this is my Quietus.

Desolate with the world

Compunction

I'm Not any miles away.

It was all-

(Keep the blame.)

(I'm Obsolescence)

Pilgrimage.

I'm now 62 miles away from the Aevum.

The Aeon,

is here.

The Aeon,

is here.

The Beyondveil,

I'm here.