Ah to tell you the story, of how I become so sorry. From the moment I saw her, I lost in in a blur. All the voices I lost them, could no longer be heard. And like a moth to the candle, I was ready to burn For the light it enticed, I was lost in my yearn Too Much Too Much to handle Too much Too Much this candle Now here we are at the middle I stood there hearing the fiddle The song in my head took away all my dread! Red. I was lost in the in her light, oh god...am I already in flight? Falling, Holding my breath Unable to rest My Heart Beating out of my chest Slow down! To pretend on each day That I can be here to stay Stop now! All the things in my head Thoughts easily read Don't Say It, the things in your head that that'll tear you away! Can't stay it. But here in the shadows I just cannot stay! The voice, the one in my head that compels me to say These words, in my head they may push you away To late! for the words in my head I c...
to live by a code, a conduct which is your own. Forged with the fires of the bold, imprisoned by your own. hands which held so dearly to the concept of a man. For your word is the strongest, and it's binding is the power. And so finally when you're looked upon, and asked in this hour. Will you make a promise? Your answer is your prison, your code is your own. Knowingly you say something, that can only bring you down. To your knees as you reel, in the pain behind your eyes. But a promise is a word, a word that bear no lies. Now here you are, bound to not speak. Now there you go, away from what you seek. When you live by a code, it's always impossible. That you chose that which you want most. Semper Fidelis, Ego Amissa Anima, locutus est amicus meus. Ego Non potest te amo