Is darkness not real when the heart bleeds?
Is darkness not felt when your love none heeds?
Is darkness not given when all is lost?
Is darkness not created when the walls crumble?
Deep in the rooms of a pained emotion
Lies the root of all that is evil and divine
The captain steers his ship into the storm
The deckhands, they watch as we’re pitched into the mine
Bodies lie scattered in pyres un burned
The sun it seems sleeps away its dead
Deadly in its emotion
Today, it doesn’t burn red
Of love we give without a doubt
Even to the foulest mouth
Are we here to live for love?
Or to love to live?
The wooden embers bring memories to life
Even if they were meant to shadow the dead
What do I become after the war?
Lie forsaken in love’s lost tower?
Here we are prisoners of oceans that run our souls
Our blood darkens the veins of the unfeeling someone
Here we are prisoners in paradise
In the early morn devastation, I lie lonesome
Sometimes I feel when you’ve faced the heart of darkness
And we may never, never come home
But the magic lasts forever in oneness
And I’m gone, long gone
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