Fractal Machine - Hecate

Here All this soot and this smoke, what a foolish idea Fear And a sharp scent of rose and wood glue lingers near. This red blood on my hands, if it's not mine, then whose? Far from home, far from you, at these crossroads I'm lost This dark cave out of time, where I am locked inside, The subconscious awaits, now with nowhere to hide. Hold your shield. She is here, with a look of а stone on her face, Her torch burns in the dark, and her hounds start the chase. Tremble and bleed Since you have found this place in the shining moonlight, Since Hecate will await you to end this tonight. My distant love Are you someone I am just dreaming of? Through pain and blood, I fight my way through depths of timeless flood. No trace is found, no more steps, and no more dying groan, For progress’ sake, we still turn the woods to concrete and stone, Beneath the gaze of icon, We cross the fatal Rubicon. Nearby, lives and fates start to fall, break and fade, At crossroads where the truth is lost within the shade. This maze stand on our bones, where I am locked inside, The subconscious awaits, now with nowhere to hide. Hold your shield. She is here, with a look of а stone on her face, Her torch burns in the dark, and her hounds start the chase. Tremble and bleed Since you have found this place in the shining moonlight, Since Hecate will await you to end this tonight. She just needs a cause I feel closing claws Not here! Stay clear! Hecate, you are so black! No turning back! My distant love Are you someone I am just dreaming of? Through pain and blood, I fight my way through depths of timeless flood. No trace is found, no more steps, and no more dying groan, For progress’ sake, we still turn the woods to concrete and stone, Beneath the gaze of icon, We cross the fatal Rubicon. Your voice, your laughter... How distant are you? I hold on to our sunrises, lost in denial. Forgive, I won't be back... Or will I back? My heart just bleeds. When all the world's in flux and no one's promise keeps, Trust only in deeds. What for? This place looks like a vision of the ancient death game. Troy war. Hector checks list of phalanx and erases one name.