(Believed to be the first xweetok of flames in Neopia) Painted August 16, 2006, at 1:33 PM
This power I have, it is not for killing...but for protecting. And I intend to use it that way until the day I die...
I want to run
I want to hide
I want to tear down the walls
That hold me inside
I want to reach out
And touch the flame
Where the streets have no name
I want to feel, sunlight on my face
I see the dust cloud disappear without a trace
I want to take shelter from the poison rain
Where the streets have no name