Sacared magic was told through the ages
The wisdom of sages, the placing of agents
She calls through a whisper and seeks all her mages
To gather the masses, to hear what they say is
Help me to follow wherever you lead
It seems that in brokenness I'm made complete
The mystery mastery shown in complete
To give what the need is, to make it complete
Shorn and forlorn gives all the He has
Breaking the curses He grabs all the last
Breaking and bowing He shows what He's made
Terrified, lowly He shows what was laid
Darkness you tremble when Day was not closed
Shown through the forest when love was disclosed
The spirits they harken to where they are called
Love and deceit is the language of prose
Shout from my soul, I shall not live in fear!
**** me or torture me, Love is sincere!
Fin'lly I found the true purpose of calling!
Wickedness shrouded in wisdom they call it!
Call from the ashes with power unspeakable
Shudder your eyes and go back to unreachable
Hat tricks are useless but mastered them have you
Stole it from us did and twisted confusing
You veil and concealed, He tore, He revealed
Blinded you did but time not on your side
Forces you master have taken you hostage
Turn on your head, make your memry forgotten
May 24, 2019
May 24, 2019 at 1:01 PM UTC
Sacared magic was told through the ages
The wisdom of sages, the placing of agents
She calls through a whisper and seeks all her mages
To gather the masses, to hear what they say is
Help me to follow wherever you lead
It seems that in brokenness I'm made complete
The mystery mastery shown in complete
To give what the need is, to make it complete
Shorn and forlorn gives all the He has
Breaking the curses He grabs all the last
Breaking and bowing He shows what He's made
Terrified, lowly He shows what was laid
Darkness you tremble when Day was not closed
Shown through the forest when love was disclosed
The spirits they harken to where they are called
Love and deceit is the language of prose
Shout from my soul, I shall not live in fear!
**** me or torture me, Love is sincere!
Fin'lly I found the true purpose of calling!
Wickedness shrouded in wisdom they call it!
Call from the ashes with power unspeakable
Shudder your eyes and go back to unreachable
Hat tricks are useless but mastered them have you
Stole it from us did and twisted confusing
You veil and concealed, He tore, He revealed
Blinded you did but time not on your side
Forces you master have taken you hostage
Turn on your head, make your memry forgotten
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