my face distorted

my soul immortal

windswept

by the winds of fate

they alter my shape

my face

my name

feel like

i am just a pawn in the game

moved and changed by the same

winds of fate

who make me age

from fool to sage

myself, outdone

they'll never stop telling me:

"go on"

they blow on

till i lived the life of everyone

till i am again

no one

they blow on

they blow on

we both met

in the dark night

half-dead

looked at you

seeing through you

into you

what i saw

was beautiful

you looked at me

my soul shrouded in darkness

nothing to see

i walked up to you

but then id stagger

not ready for love

but still

i pulled you closer

a flash of metal

flashing

like a fire lit

thats when you drew it

i already saw it on the cards

knew what would happen from the start

too bad, my loves a beggar

just wanted to feel it in my heart

your dagger

You got the words written on your body
that someone lyed into your face

You feel the triumph of the victim
The orphanage is your most beloved place

It's so easy to look at a painting
only pointing out the shades

I know all your feelings lie here tangled
and that you keep them tangled just in case

Mirror, Mazes and the Moonphases
may they bring a change that is unforeseen

Until then keep your hands *****
cause i know you won't come clean