| Year upon year, month after month;
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| Consumed and confused I was, lonely, hoping
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| To find out a way, a cure for the pain
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| Relief from that ice-casted, life of, yearning
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| Fuel the flames of desire;
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| Tore out the chains round my heart;
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| Faught the cancer within me
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| Which no longer tears me apart!
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| No reason to live, no reason to give;
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| A sense to my days which grew, empty, craving
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| The ghosts of the past, kept haunting my mind
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| As time froze in misty grey glass made, paintings
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| What can be done, how would you feel;
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| Unworthy of destiny’s grace and mercy;
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| No thumbs up for me, a fate sealed ivy;
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| I no longer searched for what would have, saved me
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| Fuel the flames of desire;
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| Tore out the chains round my heart;
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| Faught the cancer within me
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| Which no longer tears me apart!
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| Like an oxidized Midas, a scalp less, Samson
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| Cold and tormented, drained of life feeding strength;
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| Hope was so distant, feeble and dormant
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| Colour blind existence, pessimistic persistence
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| Good things come to those who wait, conventional wisdom, believe in fate;
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| But the truth of what’s Ancient returns, dominant in it’s truth,
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| we’re all bound to see!
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| One cold summer’s day, like under a spell, a twine made of chance,
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| no one can tell
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| She came to me, like light through that glass, dried up the mist,
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| chased away the past;
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| The colours returned, awoken at last, night turned to day and slow turned so
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| fast
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| Had I finally found, the essence in life, returned from hell, alive at last!
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| A magic within, regenerating force;
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| My wounds began to heal, my mind, to feel;
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| Warmth re-gained control, through all of my soul;
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| Whom I thought could not be, had spoken to me…
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| The force in her eyes: live don’t let die
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| Live don’t let die for a zestful, being;
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| As deep as was pain, transformed into love
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| Her magic embraced me and fueled my flames
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| You fuel the flames of desire;
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| Tore out the chains round my heart;
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| Faught the cancer within me
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| Which no longer tears me apart!
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| My life now has changed, no longer feel pain;
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| As summers grow longer and so much stronger;
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| For now I believe that each one will be;
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| Sooner or later awakened!
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| As lifeblood to me, what I couldn’t see;
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| A true gift from life which I cherish, shelter;
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| Important to me, like water to sea;
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| She houses the spark to ignite my spirit
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| I’ll fuel your flames of desire;
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| Dry, all your tears;
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| Hold your hand as you did;
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| …time after time! |