Conception Some Wounds
clinch onto the swirling wind have a glimpse of ancient sins taste a ray of amber light as the weary sun goes down there is yet another shore luna's light won't leave you anymore closing in closing in a whisper in the rain; no-one knows your name you've heard that voice before some wounds may never heal (the ways of grace are narrow) some secrets can't be sealed (and in your head the battle rages on) someone said; you'd never learn strange how people tend to yearn long for insecurity you fought to prove them wrong you grew older, pages turned some were right, you never really learned fast decisions made your way too proud to quit the game but now they know your name be hailed for what you earned some wounds may never heal (the light confines the shadows) some secrets can't be sealed (but no-one cares about the tears you cry) men died for your belief men that never knew you wouldn't even try remember responsibility for those who couldn't tell the enemy from defender