The light flickers in the wind, a flame caught in
A tempest of pain. No shield
To save it from death.
Swaying to the left,
Swaying to the right,
The flame fights for its life.
It holds on tight to memorys
Of windless nights, but the wind,
It blows beyond its might.
Hold on! I will;
Hold on i must,
Can not give in to the winds fiery lust.
But the wind howls, with
A greed that cannot be met.
And so the flame slowly
Fades, its light lost to the winds
Of fate.
A tempest of pain. No shield
To save it from death.
Swaying to the left,
Swaying to the right,
The flame fights for its life.
It holds on tight to memorys
Of windless nights, but the wind,
It blows beyond its might.
Hold on! I will;
Hold on i must,
Can not give in to the winds fiery lust.
But the wind howls, with
A greed that cannot be met.
And so the flame slowly
Fades, its light lost to the winds
Of fate.
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