History Repeats Itself

Solitude brought us together, guidanced by the hand of fate
 Too blind to see what this alignment would utterly create

 Frantic searching for the star I couldn´t find
 Tainted hearts pound even harder to remind

 Our heartbeats synchronized and our souls were entwined
 Now our crest turns pale, by our tears so well refined
 Was it jinxed from the start, Was I the scion of my kin
 Did I cast shadows from my stained within...

 WRAITS ARE BAYING AT MY DOOR
 BUT I´LL KEEP GAZING OFF THE SHORE
 TRYING TO FIND A BEACON IN MY LIFE
 BUT IT`S AN EVERLASTING STRIFE
 I HAVE TO BLAME MYSELF
 SIENCE HISTORY KEEPS REPEATING ITSELF