The History That Wasnt Left Far Behind
Brown Note Marks The End
This is it. This marks the end of my emotional ties with this game, and I would only look at it as if it was another Grinding Fun game.Cheers!!! Lets Rawk!!! to the people who I befriended in Lineage 2 don't be confused, I'm not neglecting any of things I started at Lineage 2, I'm just cutting some loose Soul that's tied to the game.Lineage 2 to me was proving to be more than a game to me, I was surprised by it and was absorbed in it's world and I got too soaked in it's contents, that made me loose sight of so much of my goal, and I wish to reclaim myself from it.I was impulsive and stubborn, nothing good came out of it though. well to Lineage 2!! and all friends!!
D - E - L - I - V - E - R - E - N - C - E
Here you are again.
I can feel you breath down my neck.
Whispering his name while whistling those killer melodies.
You give me a face of an angel like you once had.
And I am nothing but a creature of habit running away in circles,
But I was found by gentleman that flew me up high.
Now I see clearly, I’m telling you to let go of me.
Now that I’ve found my way back home, where I belong.
No longer a slave running away in circles
because I’ve been found by this gentleman, who flew me high.
Get out of my head.
Get out of my soul.
Get out my dreams.
Get out of my house.
Get out of my life.
Get out. Get out. Get out. (Repeat)
No longer a slave…
No longer a slave running away in circles
because I’ve been found by this gentleman, who flew me high. (repeat)
G - R - O - W - I - N - G W - I - N - G - S
Crimson lights the sky, the bird still asleep
Like a dream it shines, from heavens safe keep
Childrens songs we sung, as soft as the breeze
Endless fields, our home, I long for those days
I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below
I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky
Watching me, watching you
Silent black, the dawn, and time tell its tale
Darkened blood, it flows, the forest receives
Look within the dark as deep as you dare
There inside you find destruction you seek
I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below
I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky
Watching me, watching you
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