I'm sitting here watching fireflies, lighting up the midnight skies, and the ache of heartbreak flowing, from the corners of my eyes.
There's a full moon rising through the trees, there's magick in the air, I'd gladly crawl upon my knees, if I thought you'd care.
The memories of a bad goodbye and words uttered in rage, I see no reason to wonder why, so I reluctantly turn the page.
I hear your chains a rattling as you wrestle with your freedom, I know the things you're battling and you'd best believe you need 'em.
To escape this prison of flesh and blood, this cage made of bone, you'd take the vision of the blessed and good, give 'em rage and hearts of stone.
Destroyer of all that's right, bringer of sorrow and pain, warrior of the night, lingering on the insane.
A path of sin you would take, armed with lies and deceit, but these shackles within you can't break, I'm your demise and your defeat.
So with these chains I keep thee bound, never to be free, you will remain and sleep unfound, deep in the heart of me!
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