Project Pitchfork - The Refuge |
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The Refuge
Project Pitchfork burned villages children cry mothers die burned fields standing by my horse smeared faces crying thousands fell on battlefields the battered armor burts staring at the clouds laying on a clearing thoughts getting clearer feeling down, down, down seeing tears in my eyes looking around glaring colours everything shining from inside they lead me back to harmony leaving my sorrow back in my body dazzling, grining figure on a branch moving towards a tree dangling with its legs curious light shapes teasing me the grining figure tucking at my hand giggling around towards a city of light pulling me through the wood fairies and other beeings rushing to me filling my heart with love and harmony back to the sorrow the growing desire to stay noticing a silver thread still leading lets the thread get thinner |
