Amanda Swain Biography

Fire, dark and burning bright
Bright as day, yet, gives no light
In the shadows of the night
Take away immortal sight
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Wings turn black as blood runs free
She looks to the sky for a chance to see
For one last glimpse of heaven’s tree
In the clouds pure as a dove
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Rain falls like sheets of glass
The sky begins to rage
The thunder comes at last
God’s dog pounds on his cage
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See the past’s darkened hearth
In the eyes of time’s domain
See the future before you in birth
Stand not outside when hell rains
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The pain comes back, just like before
I wish again to see death’s door
It’s fire burning in my heart
My self tearing me apart
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