I Angered Charles Vane
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Dead men tell no tales
I became a criminal
Who blunders and strays
Pledges poor to pagan vessels
Just to forget the past
Only to find an emotion
For what is worth living
It's the dawn of a clean soul
Consciousness
If you have the weight of the past
On your shoulders
You can't be the king of yourself
You can't be the king of yourself
And I touch courage only to follow it alone
Passing through the storm of my life
And I see no one by my side
While I consider my decisions turning into crime
Roses for those in all sorrow
Roses for those I left behind
It's the dawn of a clean soul
Consciousness
If you have the weight of the past
On your shoulders
You can't be the king of yourself
You can't be the king of yourself
It's the dawn of a clean soul
Consciousness
If you have the weight of the past
On your shoulders
You can't be the king of yourself
Always remembering
Dead men tell no tales
Searching for courage in structures that I call home
You can't be the king of yourself
How will you grow?
Will you grow?
I want to find an anchor to stop my endless journey
In search of myself
In search of myself
I need a warm flame to stop my essence
I need a warm flame to stop my essence
To stop my journey