It comes to the tip of the sword
The need that drives me
The need for love
The love of peace
The cause of war
I have these dreams
I live these nightmares
I walk a twisted road because
I am too good with the nightmares
My love stands alone waiting
Waiting for our dreams to come
Watching the nightmares that rule my soul
Hoping her love can pull me back
I crave the love of my soul mate
I want the dreams, the peace
I hate the war
That I have become so adapted to
I pray she can reach me
And pull me from this nightmare, at last
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