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Lirieke: Sonata Arctica. The Days of Grays. In My Eyes You're a Giant.

In my eyes you're a giant,
the keeper of all the keys,
different but compliant
a God for someone like me

Learned to read what you're thinking...
suffering every moment left alone...
tamed the beast deep within me...
sleep in peace friend, cause I am guarding...

When I'm not howling at the bright new moon
the burning flame within, my own kin, and
every night I hear something out there calling me
reminding me, friend, to know, that I'm not your child...

I follow when you lead, and do what you command,
but there is something that is out of my hand
it's my own nature, appetite, I am a creature of the night


I am howling at the bright new moon...

Bright new moon, brings the light in my life
one more day and you must let me go...

Here I am howling at the bright new moon
the burning flame within, my own kin, and
every night I heard something out here calling me
reminding me, friend, to know, I'm not your child...

I am howling out there
at the bright new burning flame, within my heart
every night I hear something out there,
telling me I'm not your child.