Meressin - A Sketch of my Distorted Soul | Текст песни

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Someone wished to touch something
That's never destroyed by time
Someone reached into my soul
A chained bird that should only be mine

A deadly quilt is sketching out, the way I will have left
By the time I know my fate, the hopeless hand is dealt

Searching for an answer, amongst kingdoms of despair
I learn there is no justice, and white birds are so rare
As anger thaws my evil, a black raven calls my name
If you want to find your picture, you'll find it in the flame

I took this thought and wrapped it, within my lover's hair

Her scalp was burnt to darkness
But the picture wasn't there
A martyr to imagination - Did I misunderstant?
But a beast cannot be cryptic, it twisted round my hand

Upon my scalded palm I saw
The sketch of a destorted soul
Dancing across my fingers
Sculpturing my goal

But the guill has found a Master
We no longer fight a duel
The fire has lit the picture
But I am now it's fuel

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