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It’s your flaming desire

that betrayed his trust

Run for your life, you have no home

he will haunt you for long lost life

You are lost in the role you played to have

all the pleasures of playwright

having denied one with the grace

already giving up with the hope

you are the scapegoat that carries the

burden of being the queen of the hearts

In all those fairytales you held so dear

all of the heroes they died in the end

Bathed in the tears of Phoenix to get back your past

but the tainted fears are all that you have

when the sun melts your Deathsong

only love can win

but the soldiers they reach out for your hand

just to hang you on your own shame

there, up in the sky, tired to fly

venomous black birds they come with the ghosts

of the souls you have burnt

in the end of your life you only beg for silent rest

‘though you know that you give your life for someone else

for the only truly sacred heart in your world

some day knows the story of a mother who

loved him and then flew

to the one that she called God