I look into the furnished room,
And see but empty chairs...

E LIZ a beth
Golden locks...

Cold icy hands,
Paused blue lips...

Emma, Moo Moo, Wingsby Wings Of Flames
Emma is among her friends...

I caught your tears with light,
Forgiveness was always there...

All the evil are only broken,
The only want to hear words love spoken...

Are you of thus blackened soul?
Do you hark when angels sing...

The sky crosses blood,
The earth dry as dust...

Candlewick is burning,
Wax seeps from the side...

Burnt soldiers not allowed to cry their tears,
Dying releases all their fears...

Flying
The milk of stars...

I swing the door open,
The blood stains my shirt...