Under the moon i am a warrior
Seeking the shades of the night
Crossing the land like a hero
Marching with pain and delight
Nothing to gain but the scars inside
Cold is the mask and I'm sore from crying
I'm running blind in my shoes
I need places to go, I need things to feel
So I can find in myself something real to believe
I am ready to receive and I'm dark from the dying
After the storm silent water
without
warrior
under
trail
storm
spirits
silent
shades
things
something
shoes
scars
sacrifice
sorrow
receive
restless
ready
water
pushed
crying
changes
blind
seeking
aching
delight
between
dying
inside
nothing
finding
crossing
follow
believe
longing
marching
running
after
meant
bring
myself
night
nowhere
places
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