I walk down the street.....
Yet no one screams
I stop and smile......
Yet no one flees
I talk to many.......
Yet they always respond
Now I look to you......
And you glance away
I walk up to you...
And you turn run
I gently grasp your shoulder....
And you jerk away
Blessed are thy innocent
but you.......
Are the Cursed.
In a place deserted, dry, and lonesome
The Sky cracked with vengeful heat
Striking fast for the kill
The ground turned black, churning with smoke
A spark caught wind
Hitting hard creating a flame
Thus came a beautiful, Dangerous creature
Fire
So temping, So wild, and Immortal
A Mistress to her own accord
Like an Avenging angel, Taking no prisoners
She shows no mercy to strong and brave
Bearing daughters of men
All beautiful, temping and wicked
All Ment to test the sons of water
They burn like their mother
They destroy what they hold closest
As daughters of fire
I beg to know, Why?
Why will I only find rest with my destroyer?
Why can't I hold the wind?
Why do I destroy earth?
Why am I so alive with a matching flame?
Why was I born to the Mistress Fire?
Fearo....
Alaca nomen nomen achro achro melaca nomen
Alaca nomen nomen achro achro melaca nomen
Let his flesh be not torn
Let his blood leave no stain
When they beat him
Let him feel no pain
Let his bones never break
And however they try to destroy him
Let him never die Let him never die
Alaca nomen nomen achro achro melaca nomen
Alaca nomen nomen achro achro
melaca, elaca, Ugh
What good is this Chanting?
I don't even know what I'm reading!
I don't even know what trick I Ught to try
Fearo, where are you?
Alread dead or bleading?
One more disaster I can add to my Generous suppy
In sleep he sang to me
In dreams he came
That voice which calls to me
And speaks my name
And dare I dream again
For now I find
The Phantom Of The Opera
Is there inside my mind
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