IRC-Galleria

I was raised from a broken seed
I grew up to be an unwanted weed
Ever faster the time exceeds me
Little harder again to remember... you

Held a torch for you, when lightning stroke me
Once again, hope I died for the last time
Only one I have a thing greater than you
Little light on the sky every night

Morning dew on the field, where I met you
I was frozen a year, couldn't get through
Got a sign, not a scar, on my shoulder
I am not quite the man you take me for

Fell in love with the weekness within me
Force me the Ring and own me
Guess you found what you'd think would oblige me
Little version of me to consume you

I'd give my everything to you, follow you through the garden of oblivion
If only I could tell you everything, the little things you'll never
dare to ask me

Do you really know me? I might be a God
Show me that you care and have a cry
How do you see me? as the one?
Can you see my blood when I'm bleeding
How can you love this exile, and how could I desire you
When my pain is my pain and yours is too

On this deadwinter's night
Darkness becomes this child
Bless this night with a tear
For I have none I fear

Seven lifes of a man, passed before me
Seven graves, one for every Love I've had
Only once I have broken my so called heart
Only one made me see why they cry

Will I learn how to be one of you someday?
Will I still feel the eyes that behold me
Will I hear what you think, when you see me?
Will it tear me apart if you feel for me

I'd give my everything to you, follow you through the garden of oblivion
If only I could tell you everything, the little things you'll never
dare to ask me

Do you really know me? I might be a God
Show me that you care and have a cry
How do you see me? as the one?
Can you see my blood when I'm bleeding
How can you love this exile, and how could I desire you
When my pain is my pain and yours is too

On this deadwinter's night
Darkness becomes this child
Bless this night with a tear
For I have none I fear

Little broken, always been, a part of you belongs to me
You were never mine to love, but this all has made it easy for me

Burning feathers, not an Angel, Heaven's closed, Hell's soldout
So I walk on the Earth, behind the curtains, hidden from everyone
Until I find a new life to ruin again

On this deadwinter's night
Darkness becomes this child
Bless this night with a tear
For I have none I fear

~Sonata Arctica - Broken~