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Ice blue eyes will guide me

War is upon me, my strength is weakening
This is the time where I need Thee the most
Closing my eyes I call to thy face, thy eyes
Trying to sense thy pulse, feed me...

Lingering in doubt, I am at a crossroad
Standing frozen in pain, which way to choose
I am tired, worn out, this life is killing me
Black is the prison in which I am chained...

One way is where my heart is invested
The other one, freedom and peace
To break the chains is but a choice
For one I will burn, the other one bleed...

Standing in the eye of the storm, stillness
Chaos howling all around, the screams, the fear
These are the sounds of the past, and of the future
In a whirlwind, forcing my physical eyes to see...

Torn I feel, in every direction
Out of control, the blackness threatens to engulf me
Lost is the stillness, stronger forces rule here
Demanding my sanity, identity and soul...

A voice breaks through it all, the sound of the present
“Let go, the past is done with, the future unknown,
decisions be made when thy heart be ready”
Ice blue eyes lead me past, I thrust, I let go...

Falling faster and faster, yet I know I am safe
Leaving chaos above me, roaring with disappointment
My soul has a guardian, stronger then darkness
Haltering my fall, with arms of love and safety...

I wake up, painful scratches on my body bare witness
A dream it was not, but real, as I am marked
The crossroad still in front of me, yet with peace
Ice blue eyes will guide my heart, when heart be ready...




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Publicerad 2011-04-26 08:45



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