heart of my heart

heart of my heart

power metal

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[Intro] [verse] The rain begins as a promise written in the clouds, slow and deliberate, as if the sky is choosing its words. It falls upon the dragons first— ancient beings who remember the world before fear had a name. Drops slide along their vast wings, tracing the maps of old battles, cooling scars left by fire and centuries. The rain does not try to tame them. It only listens. Thunder opens the air like a door to another age. The dragons rise, massive and patient, their wings beating against the weight of the storm. Flames breathe from their chests, not in rage, but in the quiet necessity of being alive. Fire meets rain, and the sky fills with steam— a soft veil where heaven and earth briefly touch. I watch them from the ground of my own becoming, and I think of you. You, whose name the world is not ready to hold. A name too fragile for mouths, too sacred for sound. If spoken aloud, it would scatter like ash in the wind. So I keep it where it belongs, hidden in the chambers of my heart, where only love knows how to pronounce it. Like the dragons, I have learned to carry fire without destruction. Like the rain, you have learned to fall without hurting me. You arrive quietly, soaking through every defense, until even my oldest fears are wet and harmless. In your presence, I am not conquered— I am understood. The dragons circle the sky, guardians of something unnamed. They roar, and the mountains answer. But when I think of you, there is no roar. Only the steady sound of rain, the rhythm of a love that does not need to be seen to be real. If the world were to end tonight in water and flame, if dragons were the last witnesses of our time, they would carry my secret with them into the clouds. They would know that among all the fires they have guarded, there was one love that chose silence over spectacle, and eternity over noise. And so the rain continues to fall. On scales. On wings. On memory. On me heart of my heart And every drop speaks your name— the one I will only ever say inside my heart.