Cawl: Sun of Rage


Peaceful world outside my window
Blessed are the ones who sleep through nights and days
Candlelight casts haunting shadows
My restless mind wanders lost in a maze

Built of my fears
I won’t fight the tears
As they will finally carry me away

Burst of white flames
Break in my cage
I’m stricken by my own sun of rage

It’s burning
My yearning
Incandescent sight blinding my eyes

I stumble
And struggle
Devoured by this fervor lying under

It’s hurting
I’m flirting
With fiery passion

I will rise
Higher to the skies

I’m waiting,
Hoping, craving
For something that will blow my mind away

Burst of white flames
Break in my cage
I’m stricken by my own sun of rage

Still
I’m not sure
What if I’m wrong
And never dare to try again

What if I fall
And cannot fly…
Will I reach my sun

It’s burning
My yearning
Incandescent sight blinding my eyes

I stumble
And struggle
Devoured by this fervor lying under

It’s hurting
I’m flirting
With fiery passion

I will rise
Higher to the skies

The white-hot flames
My sun of rage

Consumed by fiery passion
Devoured by this fervor
Incandescent sight blinding
High to the stars I’m flying

Stricken by my sun of rage