I fed the clues of a lost day killed in motion
But I thought of it so
Like there's no other way it could've been done
Will they size my fit
For a puzzle I wish not to play a part in it?
A heart stained in hate
A feeling I fear will play circles

But you, you were my favorite
But you, you know, you were my favorite

I severed my ties
To shroud this body under the streets of this city
And wait for the day
When I am summoned to walk across the face
Well, slowly but clearer now
In visions that play and plague memories
I love them with all (heart)
As a son should to mother and father

But you, you were my favorite
But you, you know, you were my favorite

Would I walk through the door?
Shedding the light of all life
With the rise and reform
Would I come as before?

Pray you're not the only one
Pray you're not the only

If given mistakes would I take them back?
If erasing them could, if erasing them would

What would they be, the words that I say?
Your face and a door between
I've parted three ways
For you, the Newo that I loved (loved)

Did you ever really know before my face, shamed to break?
Did you ever really know before my mind, scared to think
Did you ever really know before my name, son to these?
Did you, did you, did you come clean in the end from the start?

Dear Ambelina
The Prise wishes you
To watch over me, oh whoa
Dear Ambelina
The Prise wishes you
To watch over me, oh whoa

I've fought the decisions that called and lost
My mark and the relevant piece in this
I will come reformed
In short, for the murders of those I court
I bless the hour that holds your fall
I will kill you all

I will call you out from shelter (I will call you out)
Burn your wings, you'll know no better (burn your wings)
I will call you out from shelter (I will call you out)
Burn your wings and learn their letters (burn your wings)

Dear Ambelina (I will call you out from shelter)
The Prise wishes you (burn your wings)
To watch over me, oh whoa (burn your wings)

I will call you out from shelter (I will call you out)
Burn your wings and learn their letters (burn your wings)

Dear Ambelina (I will call you out from shelter)
The Prise wishes you (burn your wings)
To watch over me (burn your wings)


Lyrics submitted by fallacies, edited by cofence, Danab1019, R2d2arty, cnewell, jdgcamo

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    this song leaves me speechless every time. The instrumental breakdowns are unreal...and the whole "Dear Ambellina" ending is so powerful. Brilliance

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