Nov 03, 2005 13:11
Blood no longer rushes through my veins
Its something more fierce, brighter
True it gives me pains
But it turns me into a fighter
Fire burns in my heart
It rushes through my body
Tearing me apart
Without anybody
It gains more fuel
Burning white hot
I'm the flame's tool
I'm what it sought
It will leave my heart black
Charred and broken remains
But when the time comes to attack
I will feel no pains