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Annon IIIHere, beyond thought, beyond time,
lies my true script.
The true story
Behind a seamless performance..
Bound together, in perfect harmony...
A scene plays out,
flawless in exectution,
unseen by human eyes.
Seen without eyes...
Annon II</i>Dear, fragile love,
hear my song
and return to our hearts...
Sweet requiem, bring peace to me.
With warm, burning light..
Hear my voice, sweet melody..
Stop before you step too far..
A sweet, silent song sings to me,
telling me to follow thee,
stopping before you step too far...</i>
Annon Icold, cold winter nights
bring to me thoughts
of days once warmer..
now at your end,
bright spring chases
blown from valleys full of tears,
caressing a world on the edge of hell...
Just BeNo need to make up words to prove your prescence,
Forget about my existence.
Just live life like you can.
Forget to the fullest, know the world lesser,
And live life forever.
Tell me what we gotta do till we reach the land
Promised in my dreams
That i can't reach
With my outstretched hand..
The answers found in your heart are just treasures
Leave them behind with the memories of myself.
Bring to me the poingant scene from a time long past.
Replace 'em with the thoughts found somewhere else..
What can you see in the world back then?
A land of hearts broken under strain-
born of fear and pain.
Fall behind and lose yourself.
Let me hold you tightly..
One more time...
and the world begins to end.
BurningAn angelic face from times of old,
Goes white as if with cold.
Witnessing sudden tragedy unfold.
Tears stream, falling to the ground
With nary a word, nary a sound…
Watering red lotus flowers.
Flames dance, like angels,
Bringing news of death's envoy…
My brow beading,
my wrists bleeding,
I am forsaken.
Trapped within this hell of mine,
Denied passage to things divine…
Forgotten memories flash before my eye,
Phantasms of days gone by.
I recall your smiling face,
Hoping it to be my saving grace…
But slowly, as the seconds dim,
Struggling as the flames hem in,
I close my eyes and start to cry
As my spirit begins to fly
I clear my eyes, accepting fate.
Only three words I could relate…
-Only too late…
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