I am the dark in full
Ye the angel in the night
My shadows rise
But eclipsed by thou light
And with thine grasp
I fall to ye hands
In clasp and suit
I'd war with man
And in thine grace
A pleasantry of charm
I exist a silhouette
To outline thou no harm
And if rockets do burst
When thou'st truly free
I'd breathe fire
When a long side of thee
