Flame-of-Blood

The world's so pretty when you only skim Life's best observed from the glass's rim The night has a thousand eyes and I not one But I see the future yet to be done And I've dived deeper, past the mist and snow Seen to the horror that lies below They came begging their stars be read Hoping that I could break fate’s thread I smashed my crystal and broke my key In the lock as I turned to flee They'd taken my secrets and whispers, my eyes! But they wanted my smiles and wanted my lies Don't ask me for answers, or even my name I’m done being a puppet for all your blame