Hold a key to my heart
Like a widow that shoots darts
As fire bites my soul
So, does my desire show no hold?
Left to the cold,
Will you be the thing from old?
Consume me in your light
Til you’re my only thing I fight
As you’ve chased away, the darkness in me
The only person which you see
Every time your eyes cut down mine
What hides in your enduring chasms from ounce you shined?
As sparks fly, so shall I ever be
An angel casted aside, but am I meant to live or die
Show me my way, only if you promise you’ll stay
