The Seer by Tarja
I cut my heart, a gift to you
You leave salt in my wound
You are inside my wall of thoughts
But in yours I'm unknown
My desperation finds a book of heroes gone
Legends tell about a saviour wise and strong
I'm burning at the stake of love, the flames get tall
And in my anguish he's the last resort to call
And suddenly, my seer is on my side
Bringing love while forgetting his pride
In his eyes I see there'll be better times along my way
Nothing to fear
Nothing to fear
Why is it called Elysian Fields
When love builds only grief
All your agony and pain
Stays the same till you see
That destination shows you legends long extinct
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