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Can our story now really start?
Tell me angel how strong is your heart…
I’ll use this time, to pace the days ahead.
Here, there is no release from my incredible talent for crushing beauty .
I dreamed into this smiling, dancing monster.
Bathing in righteous anger,
till corrosion’s tempo set the pace of my dance.
Trying to outrun memory,
Wishing I knew that this was my last chance at it.
Am I to assume that just because I can’t run away into the night clean,
that this is forever?
I refuse to sit here collecting dust,
Outraged, dreaming of open spaces till I ignite into hours of darkness.
Descending like a stone to the bottom of the deep,
Falling in the shadowy icy abyss of neglect.
This time,
toward the inside of love,
I refuse to leave my lighting and thunder outside.
Tell me angel how strong is your heart…
I’ll use this time, to pace the days ahead.
Here, there is no release from my incredible talent for crushing beauty .
I dreamed into this smiling, dancing monster.
Bathing in righteous anger,
till corrosion’s tempo set the pace of my dance.
Trying to outrun memory,
Wishing I knew that this was my last chance at it.
Am I to assume that just because I can’t run away into the night clean,
that this is forever?
I refuse to sit here collecting dust,
Outraged, dreaming of open spaces till I ignite into hours of darkness.
Descending like a stone to the bottom of the deep,
Falling in the shadowy icy abyss of neglect.
This time,
toward the inside of love,
I refuse to leave my lighting and thunder outside.