There are those who see,
A kind, caring light in me.
I’m neither at heart,
They only see the light~
Because I hold on to the dark.
In the eye of that blazing hurricane,
I keep none for myself.
The shine you see in my eyes,
Is but a reflection of your own.
When these eyes of mine,
Are turned away from yours,
Two stones in the darkness~
The darkness that I stole.
Brand me a monster or a saint,
Evil doesn’t care.


About Fredrik Kayser

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