Amaranthine
White feathers float gently to a land far away
Things you long for not yet fulfilled
Shine strongly in the Horizon
Remember the Voice in the wind?
The strange comfort of the Rain
As it fell down
No matter what shadows visit you
The Light will surely break through
Now here lay flowers for the Past that pained you so
Ah I wonder if you can See with those eyes
Just what those dreams mean when you wake
The things you wish for
Are just beyond the pain
Gently falling, shining feathers
Spread all around
Protecting you from the darkness
The sound of your discarded heart
Is still beating strongly
Can you hear it?
And these Scarred hands holding the Sword
Still long to reach for you
You'll see Me fighting everything
For the sake of one Dream
Spilling blood and through pouring sorrow
Until the Light breaks through
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