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Swan Song

You can’t reach me to know me ~ A goddess as always, I’m too high above you ~ Playing with fate was the fate that destroyed me ~ A fire created, I couldn’t control ~ The devil can’t touch me cause I’m too far beneath him ~ Shot from the highest peak down to the deepest low ~ All the morphine in the world and you’d still feel my pain ~ Don’t know what I’m doing but I’m sure it can’t be sane ~ It was I who gave it and who took it away ~ I’d feel bad if I could feel at all ~ Your faith is so deep ~ I’m drowning and I can’t see through it ~ I created it, and it will destroy me as I destroyed you ~ Not meaning to ~ But when the smoke cleared no one was standing ~ I’m dying by what was never meant to be ~ This illegal being that’s killing me, and you and everything we ever knew ~ Affecting all and sparing none ~ And all because of me ~ Clever and sneaky, innocent little me ~ Maybe I didn’t believe it ~ I got what I wanted ~ But did I really? ~ Trapped in what I did ~ Shut out from any exit but exposed for all to see ~ Tried to run but made it worse ~ Struggling to get out, deeper and deeper I sink ~ Your words like wind through the trees ~ Never really there but there just the same ~ I can’t hear your voice anymore ~ The silence around me is too loud ~ I try to call out, but I drown in the sound of your confusion ~ Condemned not to hell, but to the fate I created ~ I try to reach you to make everything okay ~ But the color of your sadness pierces me and my heart shatters ~ I crumble, my screams echoing in your mind ~ And when you turn to look in the mirror, my eyes reflect back in your own ~ We always saw the same of the world ~ As we now see each other dying ~ You because of your undying love for me ~ And I because my love for you was never meant to be ~ And as the sun returns to light my sky, he in turn shall also die ~ By my hand his fate was sealed, his love for me his weakness ~ I pull you both into my shadow ~ Trying to reach the moon on broken wings ~ So that her magick might sing our requiem ~ Instead of our broken hearts’ screams