Threading A Flame


  
The want is there for all to see
Beyond borders and across the seas
A brewing love that has passed night and day
Setting the boundaries for a life in play

Threading a flame through the eye of a needle
Standing on an edge, razor sharp and lethal

Condemned to a solitude that was gifted
By the hand that rocked the cradle, inflicted
A life that is hated, the truth, let it be known
With an ounce of courage, head would be blown

Threading a flame through the eye of a needle
Standing on an edge, razor sharp and lethal

Stoned every night, keeping demons at bay
Years of battle brooding, left worn and gray
A seedless bloodline to end the game
In death, it would end the name

Threading a flame through the eye of a needle
Standing on an edge, razor sharp and lethal

Weary is the sorrow that breathes
Heard through the forest, howls that shake trees
A favourite song forgotten
Of a life begotten

Ax