Tue, 30 Dec 2003 08:45:05 GMT

Tears for my transparent vision,
You wonder what I see,
Dissatisfied, I don't see clear,
My dreams have set me free.

My promise lies within my song,
It's sung just once the same,
A melancholy note in flight,
As swift as it must change.

Ridiculous fancy, it fades away,
So slowly you shed no tear,
Such silence begins you wondering,
If it was ever really here.

The bird pounds in its fury,
My ribs are but a cage,
My skull serves as a chamber,
For uncontrollable rage.

I love, I hate, I hurt inside,
And then the ice-blade falls,
A brick, a brick, just one more brick,
For the completion of my walls.

I win, I lose, I never gain,
Rarely often do I weep,
I'm afraid, but yet I hold no fear,
That is, until I sleep.

I need more time, but can't slow
down,
That bird has just great thrist,
Necessity kills my every thought,
But I know they'll get me first.

Tears for my transparent vision,
You wonder what I see,
A dreamer slaying dragons,
While my dreams are slaying me.

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