Dilandau stares out a window memories flooding back, tears flooding his
eyes, blonde hair , blue eyes, screaming falling as he cries. The memories
of the girl so pure and fair with all that love , the power to care.
The blonde haired dove in a Fire state of mind, the boy who is cruel, evil and unkind, the feelings so different , the meaning is too. How can this child of heart turn to you.
With nothing on your mind but death and pain , cruelty to you is just a game.
She is in your head screaming to break free , the good intentions you just don't see.
The guilt in body finally lets go , her pain and sorrow finally you know.
The mass of blood you have shed , the power you let get to your head.
How can you live a life with the pain , there after all only one person to blame.
Your sins you return, your fire does not burn . The red of the blood flowing from your vein , all of a sudden there is no more pain.
Just memories of those great blue eyes , you are free, your soul return. Into the heavens where it can no longer burn
The blonde haired dove in a Fire state of mind, the boy who is cruel, evil and unkind, the feelings so different , the meaning is too. How can this child of heart turn to you.
With nothing on your mind but death and pain , cruelty to you is just a game.
She is in your head screaming to break free , the good intentions you just don't see.
The guilt in body finally lets go , her pain and sorrow finally you know.
The mass of blood you have shed , the power you let get to your head.
How can you live a life with the pain , there after all only one person to blame.
Your sins you return, your fire does not burn . The red of the blood flowing from your vein , all of a sudden there is no more pain.
Just memories of those great blue eyes , you are free, your soul return. Into the heavens where it can no longer burn