I know you don't want to see. I know you're not part of me.
But you wonder just the same. So I'll let you in on this game.
What's on top is just the beginning of the protectorate that
Keeps Gaea spinning. It never ends, with the gifts Luna sends, to
The Apocalypse. On we defend for the right to live in a perfect
World.
For our past mistakes, extinction we are hurled. Trying to make
Amends for the Impergium, as the Weaver and the Wyld and a bitch
Called the Wyrm.
You don't want to know.
All of the power of the Wyld that runs through me, yet the reason
Why is an answer that eludes me.
You don't want to see.
Our viewpoint on what Hobbits are doing, the black inside when frenzy
Is brewing.
You don't want to feel.
The sorrow that my heart holds in knowing just where my hopes and
Dreams are going.
I won't let you be.
Caught up in a war that you are not part of, I sign this letter
'Your father, with love'
I'm trying to set my mind free. I'm sorry you never knew me.
My soul is in recession. Painful to make this confession.
You don't want to know.
All of the power of the Wyld that runs through me, yet the reason
Why is an answer that eludes me.
You don't want to see.
Our viewpoint on what Hobbits are doing, the black inside when frenzy
Is brewing.
You don't want to feel.
The sorrow that my heart holds in knowing just where my hopes and
Dreams are going.
I won't let you be.
Caught up in a war that you are not part of, I sign this letter
'Your father, with love'
Love
