I'm just passing through the eyes.
Of those who never knew I was alive.
The passion, unveils the truth.
Holding the love that got me through, this night.
The world is the canvas, you are the muse.
The past that has passed now must conclude.
Martyred in flesh, in heart we live on.
Your youth spent troubled is already gone.
Oct 12, 2014
Oct 12, 2014 at 1:57 PM UTC
I'm just passing through the eyes.
Of those who never knew I was alive.
The passion, unveils the truth.
Holding the love that got me through, this night.
The world is the canvas, you are the muse.
The past that has passed now must conclude.
Martyred in flesh, in heart we live on.
Your youth spent troubled is already gone.
And I'm back... Just another verse same for my music project that is in the works.
