Brightwing کے بول

Look into me, count what I’ve lost Broken wings, weary with grief The sum of all our costs Broken wings with no light to cling to Floating toward a ray of hope Only this nocturnal lens to dream through I found you in the dark Nocturnal drift of a black heart Filled with the blazing light Burning bright, yet you always hide Shine on me In the warmth of the sunlight Shine on me Dare to leave the night Force my rest, sleep under dust Can I repair these wings Close the gaps that sting Should I prepare my tomb Is that enough for you? Kiss the fire, the glowing coal against my lips Let a dead man earn his rest Sleep under the dust You love to see me burn Broken wings with no light to cling to A moth in a world of butterflies Floating toward a ray of hope These hands have more to prove I found you in the dark Shine on me You love to see me burn Shine on me Sleep under dust