1 year ago

Memory broken


Memories broken

The truth goes unspoken

I’ve even forgotten my name

I don’t know the season

Or what is the reason

I’m standing here holding my blade

A desolate place ( place )

Without any trace ( trace )

It’s only the cold wind I feel

It’s me that I spite

As I stand up and fight

The only thing I know for real

There will be blood -shed

The man in the mirror nods his head

The only one-left

Will run up upon the dragon’s back

Because the mountains don’t give back what they take

Oh no

There will be blood ( blood )-shed ( shed )

It’s the only thing I’ve ever known

Losing my identity

Wondering have I gone insane

To find the truth in front of me

I must climb this mountain range

Looking downward from this deadly height

And never realizing why I fight



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