Firestealer

from Firestealer (EP) by Black Light

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lyrics

At first it was just a light,
weak, but I could still see it.
It then turned into a fire,
and I tried to steal it.

Thought it came from the Gods.
Thought it will burn strong.
But as it died out,
I learned I was wrong.

It has lit up a path,
that is just pure pain.
The holy wrath,
for my selfish gain.

It started the cycle,
put my life in endless maze.
I set up the chains myself,
and has been stuck here for days,

And each is the same,
I wake up chained to a rock.
Eagle thought to be the cure,
eats my liver each dark.

The boulder's a memory
of my every crime,
and there's no heracles in sight,
for he is the time.

Now all I know is regret,
for all that I've done.
It's with what I wake up.
It's with what i lay down.

The boulder's a memory
of my every crime,
and there's no Heracles in sight,
for he is the time

I sentenced myself.
I tied my own noose.
My mind sets me ablaze,
as my conscience becomes Zeus,

I wish for time before
and remember why it's lost.
The eagle comes again,
for the one who this caused.

As I'm burning here chained
I wonder how will I stay sane,
cause I tried to steal the fire
and it was just pure pain.

But there's still a bit of hope
like on the bottom of the box,
that one day I'll walk free,
that one day something breaks the locks.

But for now I'm still in hell.
This prison won't let me heal.
And the chains are each day tightened
by the fire I tried to steal.