Shadows has now become my dominion
I am self nothing but a shadow
Wistful I dream, to be able to rise
to once again be the man I used to be
Wistful I dream, to be able to rise
to once again be the man I used to be
Tears has frozen on my cheeks
Brought by memorires
Brought by the disbelief in my faith
Touched by the winds of sadness
I've become the object of pity
I cannot fly through the skies of happiness
Though my wings are broken, so broken
Someday...
I will rise and feel the for so long denied
Air under my wings, but until then it is only
A dream, though my wings are broken
Shadows has now become my dominion
I am self nothing but a shadow
Wistful I dream, to be able to rise
to once again be the man I used to be
Wistful I dream, to be able to rise
to once again be the man I used to be
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