One says, "I fear the fire at my feet"
"It comes to cleanse the world from filthy me"
I say, fire doesn't cleanse it just destroys
and without One, this world would have no joys

Now i know�that there's no�time and we are free
but tied to�the callow truths�that seem to make time be
And i fear�when you hear�the sound of the setting sun
So i try�to fly high�from fate which says i'm done

And sometimes, i see my reflection in the dark
I scream a scream that i know i did not start
One says, "I only scream when you are near?
But having one gone is the only thing i fear

And i feel�nothing can kill�the horror that i hold
The death pangs�and life's fangs�just seem to make me bold
Bloody mirrors...splotching tears�are beauteous and rare
Cold-stained knives�cut short my strides�but i will always care.

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