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Crimson lights the sky, the birds still asleep
Like a dream it shines, from heaven's safe keep
Children's songs, we sung, as soft as the breeze
Endless fields, our home, I long for those days.

I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face.
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love.
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below.
I burn in the basin of fire, watchers look on, as they dance in their merciless sky.

Watching me, watching you.

Silent black, the dawn, and time tells its tale
Darkened blood, it flows, the forest recieves
Look within the dark, as deep as you dare
There inside you find destruction you seek.

I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face.
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love.
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below.
I burn in the basin of fire, watchers look on, as they dance in their merciless sky.

Watching me, watching you.