Two Worlds of Nothing

Breaking the clouds to catch the rain of tears,
ee were amazed by the Amazon River.
Breaking from others to practice individuality
we were obtained by the seed.
Master placed to table, orange left to move. Multi-choice of three, two faded blue.
Yellow paths were chosen, eleven was at nigh. Visit from a dark sign, one red left to clean.
From the sky, he was released. Powerful, familiar abillities.
Restrictions on a world living foundation. The truths just been revealed.
Reflections abort truely and evil confesses ignorant.
Who's to blaim apart from yourself? myself?
Jumping to conclusion's in my illusions.
My life prior to his death, the Bishop of Doom.
Given it time to sleep, it will soon all wash away
as midnight turns a new day, we wait dawns flower to spour.