You are but a thief of my thoughts.
Throw on any meaning you like.
Hide beneath the veil of night,
so that I cannot defend myself.

Pale fire.
Stole my light.
Jealousy turned you into an ugly shade of green.
Pale fire.
Make your own light.

Sunlight fades.
Moon is up.
Stolen blaze
lights the rock.

Now you will never be known
for anything you can call your own.
Surrender to your envy.
My light will still be free.

Pale fire.
Stole my light.
Jealousy turned you into an ugly shade of green.
Pale fire.
Make your own light.

Sunlight fades.
Moon is up.
Stolen blaze
lights the rock.
Sunlight dies.
Moon is high.
Doesn't care about the blood it's spilled.

Fire does not rise til flint struck.
Without the tools, thievery's the only option.
Moonlight does not show without sun.
Without her glow no one would know of it.
Take more than you need.
Believe more than you know.
These wicked games are all for show.
Pale fire.
Make your own light.

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