Burned Passions from Shadow by Red Ankh

They speak of a burning passion
But not how it burns out
When the fire isn't fed
The hearth, it can grow quite cold

Pass the time, calm your mind
Escape from life, your hobby
Feel the need, question: greed
Postpone is strife, your passion

One is love, one is justice
One is purpose, your reason
Do the deed to feel freed
To the knife, the fashion

Frustrate, dominate, failure
To make us feel fulfilled
Wrong choice, or clash of wills, within
Short term, long term, impulses

There is always a way
To balance our drives
Jaded to love, hardened from dishonor
Yet purpose must still be fulfilled

To love one, inspire
Love another, sacrifice
Suffer not for your love
And she, your muse, thrive purpose

To feel shame, of your purpose
Be manipulated
How can one be that one
When love stands in the way

Struggle to give cause
What are we without love
No, what are we without purpose

Amplify to drown it out
A will weakened from the fall
A purpose stands quite confused
See your passion burned

They may love you
They may die
They may feed your cause
Don't feed it to them

To share your life with one
Can be beautiful
To share a purpose too
Then it's not yours, your own, own

When you know what is this 'we'
You may not know your own self
When you know 'we fulfilled'
You may not be fulfilled

Amplify to drown it out
A will weakened from the fall
A purpose stands quite confused
See your passion burned

Amplify to drown it out
A will weakened from the fall
A purpose stands quite confused
See your passion burned

They may love you
They may die
They may feed your cause
Don't feed it to them

• Digital Metal
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• avant-garde metal
• black metal
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