| v ne vovim (the holy dragon) |
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my blade set her blood free
i chased the shadows chased a dream of change i wasn't in control i wasn't in control chasing darkness for a purpose grey beyond black my veins stood out as did my weakness but at least i was alone and i swear to him (to him that i do) if it's wrong to dream it's dead to be alive but my eyes were open searching beyond the light still chasing the shadows comforted by holy twilight reason above all else turning backs is turning tides where the hell are we going today where are you going today i wasn't in control i wasn't in control so anger filtered itself scrubbed against black stone left my eyes like another another of my dreams but i swore to him and only him did i swear that if it's wrong to dream it's death that is birth i chased the shadows caught them with three grips void in some twisted irony caught myself caught the light bled darkness lifted it above ego and persona again hiding away my heart was still and will was suffocating but i still don't mind don't mind if i don't think don't mind if i don't share don't mind if i don't obey don't mind if i don't care don't mind if i don't control don't mind if i don't love i wasn't in control because i caught the light dreams flicker and love is deception i dream of being alone loneliness is gold gold is the freedom from your blood |