Luke A, Fink

Hideaway






I am here
Alive inside of the black heart
In my darkness
I am an eternal slave
Where are you
Turn my day to night
Ruptured mind
Carelessly tossed aside
Vision torn awake
Weathering the storm again
Rain falling on me
Down my soul as I lay
Heaven sees this
Fallen angel you are
You think I'll keep the way
Burning for our sins
Don't you see
I'm gone again today
Reality seeks you
And our hideaway

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