Oh for a home far away from the strain of life
A house to call my own within the walls of my heart
Try as I may it finds me still, forcing itself against my will

Away... Away oh fiendish flame of passion

Let me in my sorrow dwell, in my sadness flourish
Let me seek this melancholy that shall forth drive me to the best of myself
Leave me be in this house of memories, drifting away to the place
The place where all i can see is me... alone... full of life...

Away... away I say oh fiendish flame of brotherhood....

Alone i walk this path of pain, alone i stand in the wind
A wind that blows within my hollow heart, whistling a song of madness
It blows away my life... scattering it into the void of a cosmic existence...

Away... Away oh hellish beauty of love...

Broken i remain, and forevermore, i struggle
Against majestic odds, I stand proud
Facing the giants of humanity’s past
And kneel before the pride of its paupers

Away... Away oh hellish song of dreams

Calling me home, calling me closer still
My heart beats one last time, I draw one last breath
I close my eyes, paint a smile and fly

Away... Away to the house I will call my own

Marc Khoury
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