there is foul darkness in the mind of all
yet the minds of all are not the same
why was it you who had to blame
and I who into flames must fall?
your mind’s fire burns coldly without soul,
false passion blinded all truth and all reason
and anger roars; a thoughtless demon,
your life to demons you now do owe
There is yet time to escape their gripping hold
melt the ice fires and let true passion run free
cold as your shackles may be
truth melts with ease such cold
there is foul darkness in the mind of all
in my mind too its painful taint holds strong
but I found myself the journey long
while you through darkness still do crawl.
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