A Shadow of Destiny
What have I become
A faint shadow of my destiny
A wasted life
The grace of god forever eludes me
Prophesies cut at me, colder than knives
Where's the truth
Nothing is as it seems
Something darker approaches
No drink or whiskey shot can cure me
What have I done?
I've soaked my future in disgrace
A squandered destiny
The grace of god forever punishes me
Images race through my brain
A life I hope to have delayed
Where's the truth
Nothing is as it seems
Something darker approaches
No drink or whiskey shot can cure me
Maybe someday I'll be king
I'll find the answer to everything
But like dreams fading faster than they arrive
I'll lose it all again
Along with my urge to survive
Where's the truth
Nothing is as it seems
Something darker approaches
No drink or whiskey shot can cure me
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A Shadow of Destiny, which
was posted on Jan 30, 2011 by
Jee_Blue1875.
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Abstract, Lyric, Simple Rhyme
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