John Owen-Jones and Sarah Lark - 400 years
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Four hundred years,
Of destiny riding,
Eternity’s wind,
Four hundred years,
Of tasting pure evil,
And loving each moment I’ve sinned.
Four hundred years,
Of looking at mirrors,
That never can change,
I’d love one day,
When I’m strangely normal,
Instead of perpetually strange.
Normal dies swiftly,
But we are immortal,
That’s the ecstasy,
In our veins.
Death shows more mercy,
Than life in this prison,
Where even love,
Is kept in chains.
Die in the moment,
While living forever,
It’s a fantasy,
But it’s real.
This isn’t living!
Just dying forever,
You’re not alive,
If you can’t feel!
I need every life that I drink while they bleed,
And you try to deny that you need it too.
We’re the same!
Can’t you see?
Siblings in blood,
You and me!
For four hundred years, (four hundred years)
We’ve been part of each other, (a part of each other)
One moon and one sun, (one moon and one sun)
Four hundred years, (four hundred years)
Of sharing the passion,
Of bearing the torment,
Of life’s blood and death, (Of life’s blood and death),
Joined as one. Joined as one.
And you can’t escape, (I cannot escape),
You cannot ignore,
We’ll be brother, (We’ll be brother),
And sister of blood, (And sister of blood),
For four hundred,
Four hundred,
Four hundred
And four hundred more!
And four hundred more!