When you're memory’s are blurring, There's a simple explanation, You're a broken child’s creation, Stuck inside their shattered mind. And whichever way they break it, Know that we won't be complacent, We'll go through the scattered memories, 'Till we know just what is up. When we were a little kiddy, a gang war stole our parents, We were shipped off to another place, To an aunt filled with malice and hate, And this is where the memories blur, I wonder just what occurred. Now, everyone is toast, And we may as well be a ghost, But I still fill the air with song. When you've irons in the fire, And your loved ones Death acquires, Don't flee, just stay and strife, Until the battle is complete. 'Cause these chords are hypnotizing, And our mind is slowly breaking, Broken child stop your crying, And just sing along with me. When we were a little kiddy, a tunnel appeared beneath our city, It took us to another place, A planet filled with power and death, And this is where the memories blur, I wonder just what occurred. Now, everyone is toast, And we may as well be a ghost, But I still fill the air with song. When you've irons in the fire, And your loved ones Death acquires, Don't flee, just stay and strife, Until the battle is complete. 'Cause these chords are hypnotizing, And our mind is slowly breaking, Broken child stop your crying, And just sing along with me. -Falinn ((Shadow is referring to the nameless dominant personality of Falinn's. Altered the lyrics from a song called Gypsy Bard))