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S ince the day We are not together Things seem to have gone astray And I'll just say I recall some other days The eye of the Tyger And a burning far away sky Outrunning death and watching my warriors die I recall other days When they called and I came When they were smiling As my enemies crafted their game And I recall other days When I returned home Empty house She was gone Left for what? For whom? I can go on And on And on... Astray isn't the word I'm not some lost bird On a deliberate road redemption I'm not missing a fucking thing I am thirsting though Craving lying blood Craving vengeance Craving thieving blood Sensing betrayal again And remembering when A woman lied And my rainbow cried Here on my own mission I'm not missing a fucking thing On the verge and ready I'm pining For absolute destruction And anticipating The rising Of a Daemon Kingdom That'll be my only satisfaction I'll forget and forgive nothing What? What have you got? Missing What? © 2008 AhkenatonShare this poem: