Angels sweep on midnight melodies
as tyrant scream a darkened beat
falling in that for gotten hour
to a songs simple flower
I hear off in time unknown
across the space as a simple rose
it humms a tune so sweet and pure
meeting my form so broken and feared
my ears they seek to hear the song
my broken body rises in the throngs
I walk slowly throw the darkness mass
seeking this song at long last
a hymn if nothing more it be
but I hear a true god spoken melody
and I seek it out across the lands
weather high or lower in cavern bends
i am dead and in dieing truth
I find it hard to walk this route
but slowly and surly I will make my end
and finally there shall I be sent
from all the pains and foolish lies
the damning people there screaming crys
and I will once again feel whole
next to you my lovely blood red rose.....
