Amanda

Translucent intentions and I am caught by the tide of emotions I can't hide away

The brutitiy of your extistance and my only wishes

At all I have to myself what I need

(razor's bliss and venom drawn, we are the breed of missunderstood)

the shadows of the past lying secrets of who were suppost to be

A revolution, A chamber's click

We all have names

Once we will all be planted here

Time is cruel, just as her face

And I began to remember the steps to here

It doesn't matter and lucky it never did

I am in the grace, You'll never be

Entwined and bled for glory

At all I have to myself what I need