Our destiny awaits - standing alone vaguely
It will become more obvious as the
dusty moonlight clears
The light - that will hopefully soon shine - is blinding to
all others, but is what is meant to be
Your face stands above the shadows - goldenly glowing like an angels fire
Your fire was ignited by a young girls love - affection -
and something that could be considered worship
As you penetrate her heart - the fire becomes
impossible to control
RAGING, RAGING ON
It won't stop - neither will the young girls heart
Taken aback - she is showered with black tears, and is shown the forsaken path - one so easily taken
Have you loved her enough to trust her choice?
FADING, FADING ON
There was once a fire ignited by a young girl's love -
adoration - and yes, worship - but the heart's been left
And The Fire - extinguished
GONE, GONE ON