Won't you come in, I promise
You no more waiting
How it pleases me to welcome
You home
I know you've languished long
Without a song to wrap you in
The twilight
Light a candle an I'll beckon
You on
Dreams we weave here
Anothers nightmare
Your pain and sorrow, spun
Into gold
The lonely moonlight calling
Stars are falling into ever on
And the whisper of the trees
Speaks alone
Scatch out the mirror's face
Burn down and leave no trace
The gilded prison of your soul
Dig deep within the earth
Rejoice at your rebirth
Take back the purity they stole
A thousand tones carried into this world
To you, for you
I paint the pictures
You breath through them
For you I paint the pictures
You live your life through them
Dreams we weave here will
Swallow all your fears
A soul so hollow spun into gold
And now your mind is bending
Thoughts descending as we
March along
And the whisper of the trees
Speaks alone
Scatch out the mirror's face
Burn down and leave no trace
The gilded prison of your soul
Dig deep within the earth
Rejoice at your rebirth
Take back the purity they stole
A thousand tones carried into this world
To you, for you
I paint the pictures
You breath through them
For you I paint the pictures
You live your life through them
You cannot touch it, yet it
Consumes you
And it grows
Untamed
Until
It knows no shame
This is the new beginning
A thousand tones carried into this world
To you, for you
I paint the pictures
You breath through them
For you I paint the pictures
You live your life through them
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