Eyes on this flesh the windows of my soul
from these i look inside and see it all
thorns in my heardtand needles in my bra?n
is pa?n ?nfect?ous or is ?t from the core
my fate is hiding in the dark Heavy consc?ence on my shoulder
or ?ts my m?nd that steals the light
cant hold on any longer
I asked my father why he passed me by
cold ice now,darkness kill my pain he said i'm always here and watch?ng you
dont be afraid when you have lost your way
follow the sings and they will be leafing you
when t?me has come to say goodbye without a name or trace in death we sank
why do i fear to leave the l?e
forgetten ones from the realm of the unknown
We are the ancient sages for whom the sing is shown
and in the book of time our names are blank.
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