Never regret what had happened
Monday, July 06, 2009 Edit This 0 Comments »
Sparks from the fire rise up to the sky
Higher and higher, oh I want to fly
Out of the story this time I'll be free
Wake up for a moment from this dream of me
Just a legend, cold words on a page
Lift up my eyes and I'm soaring away
On silver wings spread out to the sun
I'm leaving this city for the skies above
O'er the ruins and ancient light
Never lost, never failing
Follow me on my path to the heights
Before the shadows fade into night
Running back, but I'm out of time
I could tell everything
Hear the words that fill my mind
How can I say "he was mine"?
The black mages - The skies above
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