Lunar Lyrics - Prior To The Fire - Priestess

You let him fold 

She watched him go 

Never to see him again 

With coloured strides 

You lead the march 

Turning malice to dust 

Why should we waste a shadows breath 

For those who choose to run 

If you can't stand to take this heart onto your hand 

Just let it go 

On this moon the flames will rise 

Without her by your side 

Cuts his hand and wipes the blood 

Who'll discover the dead 

There is no line between the weak and those who choose to run 

If you can't stand to take this heart into your hand 

If you can't stand to take this heart onto your hand 

Just let it go 

Just let it go 

Just let it go 

Pick up the pieces and end what you started 

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