Love

The liquid lies bright on the floor
mocking me, it never fades,
the liquid is my tears course dry
cried by my silver slitted blades.

An enemy fights a star at gaze
and remourse is cried in blood
I am a soldier in the war
dead angels feathers rest in mud.

I dwell inside the deepest pit
further to reach then hell
and eyeless tears never seem to quit, although, I've watched them swell.

Provoke these rainbow wings to flurish, an enemy in my wake
and my knife has cried its shivers
but it never lessens all the ache.

Maybe I loved you all this while
I don't really know,
love is hidden inside an angels smile, let's kiss beneath the snow.

Fallen angels
hide their tears from
reaching heaven above
for my eyes are searching nowhere, since man created love.

Donning myself in a sheet
a taintly fallen tear with wings
making love almost good bye,
while a fallen angel sings.

God, never let them touch me
never let the tears reach above
for twus on this day I sensed
that mortality created love.

Donning myself in only a sheet
a virgin body you touch, gentle.
even though it's one last kiss
the whole world is sentimental.

God, never let the angels touch me
never let their tears reach above
for twus on this day of virginaty
that our kisses created love.