Silver

Eleven years of my remembrance, of your passion
Forty days without much comfort for feelings
Five weeks of a cool down period from motion
But there's time infinite for discovering

As it all flows slowly through your hands
And all your suitors wait in line
Storm, earth, and fire dance from the sands
From the pupils of your eyes that shine

I'm trapped in all your silver linings
I can't reach the heart I'm finding
Stuck in your dimension, screaming
Waiting
Waiting for your skin to break

And they all just circle through the stone
Etching symbols of who you are to them
As a beacon of your prize, the throne
The treasure of your demise

Ten warriors approaching
To storm the castle and martyr me
To take you while screaming
To run and deny us the chance to be
Together forever
To leave me behind so you'll forget
The madness and sadness
The time there was no need to pretend



Credits
Writer(s): Rafael Dimaano
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