Seal Of Woven Years

Kamelot · Poetry For The Poisoned [2010]

Pull the trigger now

If you're craving a hero

Or say life after death

Was it you or was it me

Who had to fake

Implementation

Of a lonely heart

So warm and oh so weak



My fractured eyes

In the mold below

The fattest lies

Hold your needs



Wait for the morning

Come a different day

Carry the weight of all

You say is wrong

We would both deny



There is a secret fate

A seal of woven years

Of waiting flying by



Rush my head

Into your wall of complaints

And crush me softly

Like you crushed yourself asunder

You better leave me



Now go

For my soul was sold

For a rainy day

But it's not too late

For a full retreat