The future.
A vast place with infamous amount of outcomes.
From the happy endings, with the sun shining down on everything you do.
Your reach is global
Your tower is secure
Your cause is noble
Your power is true.

Hidden in the letters that were written to no name
Hidden in the red, black, and shades of blue
A prison is being formed.
Showing you in the shadows of the greats.
Just a voice in the choir of saints.
And just like the light.
You fade away,
Into a soul no one can save.
Your reach is shorten
Your tower is crumpling
Your cause is vulgar
Your power is false

The future.
So many outcomes.
So many endings.
And you learn,
That not all endings are happy.
No matter how much you might try and change it.